A while back in yet another gumbo post, my mini-food whacker thingie was in one of the pictures and Deb said she had one too, and wondered what I made with mine.
We use it for lots of things. It usually depends on how lazy I am feeling at the moment.
"Do I chop this garlic by hand and avoid one more dirty dish item, or do I get the little wacker out and go to town?"
It just depends on my mood, but I love that machine for the following:
1) Any soup base or roux ingredient chopping.
2) Any off the cuff veggie/rice "pilaf" ... toss in veggies, chop, drop in some olive oil, sautee, add some rice, sautee bit more, add chicken broth .... bingo.
3) ALWAYS FOR SALSA
I can't eat store bought salsa anymore, it tastes too much like Mexican ketchup after eating the fresh stuff. It's also ridiculously easy to make with this little whacker.
Here's what I do.
In the whacker, chop a bell pepper, an onion, a bunch of grape tomatoes, couple cloves of garlic, a bunch of pickled jalapeno peppers.
(We tried it with fresh, raw jalapenos and there was a bitterness none of us were crazy about. I think we just prefer the pickled flavor)
Dump that all together into a bowl.
Add salt, oregano, a good healthy splash of vinegar, and a dollop of the jalapeno jar juice.
I've mentioned before that I don't like fresh raw tomatoes and it's true. I can not eat a tomato in a salad or a slice on a sandwich, but I can gobble this salsa relentlessly ... and it's loaded with fresh, raw tomatoes.
Next week is FCAT (the big high stakes test) week at our school. We've been doing all kinds of fun stress relief and motivational activities this week to prime the kids and it will culminate today with an FCAT PEP RALLY in the gym during the last period of the day.
I will be dancing to High School Musical music ... "We're All In This Together".
Yes, you read that correctly... dancing.
In front of the student body.
In the middle of the gym.
I'm only telling you this because you might pause around 2:15 pm eastern standard time and send me a wish and a prayer.
I will be the only guy teacher in a bevy of lady teacher dancers.
Send two wishes and prayers.
Somehow, when they put out the call for teachers to help out with the dance number, I was the only guy who showed up ... and stayed.
Of course, yesterday at our final after school practice, it did hit me as I was dancing that I was surrounded by laughing, prancing, dancing pretty ladies and that maybe this teaching gig was not such a bad deal after all.