I haven’t shared a main dish in a while, so I thought I’d sneak a post in today before my awesome friend Becka comes to visit me from Sweden. I’m guessing we’ll be busy doing awesome things around town for the next week or so, so this might be the only post I get in this week.
This is a recipe I did not create myself. My family has been making this since I was in high school, at least. It came from a cookbook we had, but I have no clue which one. And I’m guessing with the multiple moves between then & now, my parents don’t even have it any more. In case you do, mom & dad, you wanna send the title my way so I can give credit where it’s due?
*Update: My mom tells me this comes from the Good Housekeeping Illustrated Cookbook. Sweet!*
Technically, I’ve adapted this recipe slightly. I cut down the meat a little and this time I used fresh dill because I had some on hand. So. Meat, check. Creamy sauce, check. Delicious & slightly unusual flavor from dill, check. Looks like a winner! Let’s get started.
I’m going to let you in on a little secret. My life is kind of hectic sometimes. Or most of the time. So whenever you see a post of food I’ve made, it’s food I’ve made for my family. I don’t have time to make meals just for this blog, so most of the stuff you see is what I’ve made for dinner on a particular night.
While this works for me most of the time, winter in Minnesota is not the ideal time for taking dinner photos. Why is that? Oh, right, because it gets dark about 4:30 pm these days. And we don’t eat that early. So it makes for challenging photo sessions, to say the least. It’s sort of comical, actually.
Anyhow. Tonight I made totally amazing burgers. I’m not a huge burger girl, really, but at the Minnesota State Fair every year I have a wild rice burger. To be clear, it’s not like a vegetarian burger that’s just made from rice. It’s a beef burger with wild rice in it. It’s pretty darn tasty. And since I ended up with some extra wild rice after Christmas, I thought I’d try my hand at burger making. (more…)
I have a confession to make.
I don’t like stuffing.
I know, it’s like a Thanksgiving heresy.
But often, stuffing is gummy and tastes strongly of celery and salt and the texture just gets to me. The boxed stuff is especially heinous.
I don’t begrudge others their love of stuffing. I just generally take a polite amount and keep it passing. But the thought of wild rice stuffing? That’s a stuffing I might be able to get behind.
Wild rice is a very Minnesotan thing. And one of my favorite foods of all time. (more…)
I was kind of a weird kid.
I used to make tape recordings of myself all the time. It makes for good blackmail fodder for my parents.
In addition to the tape-recording obsession, I also liked things that kids weren’t supposed to like.
In fact, I liked my mom’s meatloaf so much that it was actually my requested birthday dinner pretty much every year. (more…)