Chicken Pie, for your nommification
Mar. 6th, 2010 07:26 pmAMY AND KAYLOULEE'S SPONTANEOUSLY INVENTED CHICKEN PIE
Ingredients:
Pastry
Chicken
Corn, canned or maybe frozen
Mushrooms
Cheese
Garlic
Thyme
White Sauce (containing: butter or margarine; flour; yoghurt, cream or sour cream or some combination of the three; white wine; milk)
Things you do:
- Have Kayloulee make pastry, or procure pastry by your normal means of pastry procurement. Line some kind of pie dish.
- Chop your chicken into small pieces and cook it, or possibly cook it and THEN tear it into pieces. We used thigh fillets fried with garlic and thyme, but you could conceivably use baked chicken.
- Fry up mushrooms (maybe onions as well?) and if you didn't cook the chicken with garlic and thyme, then add those to the mushroom mix.
- Prepare white sauce. Do this by melting about 1 tbsp of butter in a saucepan, chucking in a couple of tablespoons of yoghurt, sour cream or cream, and then shaking in about 2 tbsp of flour. Mix until you've got gluggy paste (very sludgy if you've got just butter; smoother if you've got yoghurt/sour cream/etc in there). Pour in some white wine, stir until it reduces a bit. Pour in some milk, keep stirring until it gets nice and thick. Chuck more flour in if it won't behave.
- Tip a can of corn into the sauce
- Spread the chicken on the pie base. Spread the mushrooms and maybe onions over top
- Pour sauce and corn over that
- Cover in cheese
- Put a pastry lid on it
- Bake for around 40 min in a moderate oven
NOM.
We served this with mashed potato and a selection of sauteed greens. We felt very grown up, like we had cooked a Real Dinner. Then we realised that this was because for once we'd cooked the sort of thing our respective parents would cook. Except better. My mother never made chicken pie, or put yoghurt or wine in her white sauces.
Ingredients:
Pastry
Chicken
Corn, canned or maybe frozen
Mushrooms
Cheese
Garlic
Thyme
White Sauce (containing: butter or margarine; flour; yoghurt, cream or sour cream or some combination of the three; white wine; milk)
Things you do:
- Have Kayloulee make pastry, or procure pastry by your normal means of pastry procurement. Line some kind of pie dish.
- Chop your chicken into small pieces and cook it, or possibly cook it and THEN tear it into pieces. We used thigh fillets fried with garlic and thyme, but you could conceivably use baked chicken.
- Fry up mushrooms (maybe onions as well?) and if you didn't cook the chicken with garlic and thyme, then add those to the mushroom mix.
- Prepare white sauce. Do this by melting about 1 tbsp of butter in a saucepan, chucking in a couple of tablespoons of yoghurt, sour cream or cream, and then shaking in about 2 tbsp of flour. Mix until you've got gluggy paste (very sludgy if you've got just butter; smoother if you've got yoghurt/sour cream/etc in there). Pour in some white wine, stir until it reduces a bit. Pour in some milk, keep stirring until it gets nice and thick. Chuck more flour in if it won't behave.
- Tip a can of corn into the sauce
- Spread the chicken on the pie base. Spread the mushrooms and maybe onions over top
- Pour sauce and corn over that
- Cover in cheese
- Put a pastry lid on it
- Bake for around 40 min in a moderate oven
NOM.
We served this with mashed potato and a selection of sauteed greens. We felt very grown up, like we had cooked a Real Dinner. Then we realised that this was because for once we'd cooked the sort of thing our respective parents would cook. Except better. My mother never made chicken pie, or put yoghurt or wine in her white sauces.
I bought a BoB - apparently the best ADSL2 modem available in australia (erg probably shitty by everyone else's standards). It's SEXY. It's shiny and black and it loves me.
It does not love![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
kayloulee. So: I did the set-up, I connected a LAN cable and set the security and so on. My computer, all the way on the far side of the room, has full wireless reception and no hiccoughs about connecting.
Kylee's, right next to the modem, is getting 3/5 bars of reception (it's no better over here, we tried). It says the modem or router is unavailable or faulty, and it won't bring up any pages. My usual methods of dealing with this (disconnect and try again; restart modem; etc) aren't helping.
BoB is an n-standard wireless router - apparently a new shiny standard so new and shiny it hasn't been codified by the people who codify these things.
O Wise internets - is it possible that BoB is too awesome for K's wireless card?
Anyone have any other suggestions for how to fix this problem?
It does not love
kayloulee. So: I did the set-up, I connected a LAN cable and set the security and so on. My computer, all the way on the far side of the room, has full wireless reception and no hiccoughs about connecting.Kylee's, right next to the modem, is getting 3/5 bars of reception (it's no better over here, we tried). It says the modem or router is unavailable or faulty, and it won't bring up any pages. My usual methods of dealing with this (disconnect and try again; restart modem; etc) aren't helping.
BoB is an n-standard wireless router - apparently a new shiny standard so new and shiny it hasn't been codified by the people who codify these things.
O Wise internets - is it possible that BoB is too awesome for K's wireless card?
Anyone have any other suggestions for how to fix this problem?
CAN HAS INTERNETS
Mar. 5th, 2010 10:52 amCAN HAS INTERNETS
the iiNet set-up CD is nigh impossible to understand, but once we got the VOIP configured the nice man from iiNet called me back and sent me to a website which set it all up in seconds.
Mine is a very geeky wireless network. It is called the Palantir.
the iiNet set-up CD is nigh impossible to understand, but once we got the VOIP configured the nice man from iiNet called me back and sent me to a website which set it all up in seconds.
Mine is a very geeky wireless network. It is called the Palantir.
CAN HAS MODEM
Mar. 4th, 2010 04:25 pmCannot has internet connection yet because I wasn't able to print out the passcodes from my inbox yesterday. They're on Sjazz's hard drive instead, but she's off doing exciting Birthday Things for now.
kayloulee and I invented the BEST FOOD EVER.
It is: toasted apple and cheese tortillas.
You get your tortilla, and lay teeeny thin apple slices down the middle of it and then cover them in cheese and toast it and then fold the tortilla in half. THEN YOU HAVE NOMS.
Other things:
1. Latin will kill me
2. Am only capable of comprehending 1000 lines of Old French poetry a day. Some days I can read that in an hour, some days it takes me four hours, but invariably, brain fizzles out after 1000 lines.
3. Going to dinner with some college people tonight.
4. Going latin grammar book shopping with Lucy tomorrow, because we really know how to party.
5. Meeting up with Aissi on Saturday.
6. Going to see french film on Sunday. Thought it was LAST sunday, but no, it is not.
7. Have exam at nine am on monday. FUNZIES.
Finally, you should know that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eggs_maledict and performed some TRULY MAGNIFICENT impromptu interpretive dance renditions of the Seafarer and the Wife's Lament outside the quad yesterday. ("I'm all ALONE in my BOAT and I HAVE NO FRIENDS" and "I'm all ALONE in a HOLE UNDER A TREE and I HAVE NO FRIENDS", respectively.) Classic works of literature living on into a new age, I tell you.
kayloulee and I invented the BEST FOOD EVER.It is: toasted apple and cheese tortillas.
You get your tortilla, and lay teeeny thin apple slices down the middle of it and then cover them in cheese and toast it and then fold the tortilla in half. THEN YOU HAVE NOMS.
Other things:
1. Latin will kill me
2. Am only capable of comprehending 1000 lines of Old French poetry a day. Some days I can read that in an hour, some days it takes me four hours, but invariably, brain fizzles out after 1000 lines.
3. Going to dinner with some college people tonight.
4. Going latin grammar book shopping with Lucy tomorrow, because we really know how to party.
5. Meeting up with Aissi on Saturday.
6. Going to see french film on Sunday. Thought it was LAST sunday, but no, it is not.
7. Have exam at nine am on monday. FUNZIES.
Finally, you should know that
eggs_maledict and performed some TRULY MAGNIFICENT impromptu interpretive dance renditions of the Seafarer and the Wife's Lament outside the quad yesterday. ("I'm all ALONE in my BOAT and I HAVE NO FRIENDS" and "I'm all ALONE in a HOLE UNDER A TREE and I HAVE NO FRIENDS", respectively.) Classic works of literature living on into a new age, I tell you.(no subject)
Feb. 20th, 2010 11:06 amScene: K and I, in the supermarket. I am packing bags in roundabout and awkward ways, and then, when requested to pay, have to fumble about for my wallet and figure out how to put my card into the machine.
Says K: Oh my GOD, who let you out of kindergarten?
Says I: I am a responsible adult, I swear!
*K and cashier both start giggling at me*
Scene: some time later, in the lounge room
Says I: I never went to kindergarten. Where I come from, it didn't exist.
Says K: ... that explains everything.
[Scene: Fisher labs, right now. Says K: Goodness we're funny. We should go on the stage!]
~
Today, we achieved bulk discounts on our respective bedroom furniture (bed for K, cupboards and drawers for me) by impersonating lesbians. Or at least by both of us bouncing on mattresses and me doing most of the talking and then putting everything in one transaction.
Thank the powers that be for small independant furniture stores with nice salespeople (who can't spell. We could've bought a Dinning Room set. I would like a Dinning room. We could buy drums for K and put them in the Dinning Room!) which also happen to be no more than ten minutes from our house. Massive treks to god knows where: AVOIDED.
Says K: Oh my GOD, who let you out of kindergarten?
Says I: I am a responsible adult, I swear!
*K and cashier both start giggling at me*
Scene: some time later, in the lounge room
Says I: I never went to kindergarten. Where I come from, it didn't exist.
Says K: ... that explains everything.
[Scene: Fisher labs, right now. Says K: Goodness we're funny. We should go on the stage!]
~
Today, we achieved bulk discounts on our respective bedroom furniture (bed for K, cupboards and drawers for me) by impersonating lesbians. Or at least by both of us bouncing on mattresses and me doing most of the talking and then putting everything in one transaction.
Thank the powers that be for small independant furniture stores with nice salespeople (who can't spell. We could've bought a Dinning Room set. I would like a Dinning room. We could buy drums for K and put them in the Dinning Room!) which also happen to be no more than ten minutes from our house. Massive treks to god knows where: AVOIDED.
FITTED INTO CAR
Now, we can pretend I haven't been worrying myself sick about this moving thing.
Plan:
* Work tomorrow
* Housemate making me CAAAAKE tomorrow night!
* 7am bus out of here on Thursday morning
* Sign lease at 11.30am
* Enrol
* Train to newie - rescued by parents
* Day trip to newcastle on friday to meet up with Shen! Intend to introduce her to Beaumont St. Hopefully Beaumont St is still interesting. May or may not also go to see William, may or may not tow Shen with me. This depends on things like how sleep deprived I am, and other people's schedule's, and my ability to navigate Newcastle buses.
* Get up stupid early, make parents drive me to Sydney. Be at Steve's by 10am to pick up first carload of stuff and the garage key.
* Parents have procured ute. Obtain ute, obtain house key, ferry stuff from Steve's garage to house.
* Cry about the impossibility of fitting my STUFF into my ROOM, stack boxes in garage, possibly make parents drive me to M'ville metro to buy underbed storage things.
* AND THEN I WILL BE LIVING IN SYDNEY.
Also if there is a Kerfuffle with the flat keys (there may be) I have the ability to cancel my newie outing in favour of a day trip to sydney to cut keys with Sjazz.
Now, we can pretend I haven't been worrying myself sick about this moving thing.
Plan:
* Work tomorrow
* Housemate making me CAAAAKE tomorrow night!
* 7am bus out of here on Thursday morning
* Sign lease at 11.30am
* Enrol
* Train to newie - rescued by parents
* Day trip to newcastle on friday to meet up with Shen! Intend to introduce her to Beaumont St. Hopefully Beaumont St is still interesting. May or may not also go to see William, may or may not tow Shen with me. This depends on things like how sleep deprived I am, and other people's schedule's, and my ability to navigate Newcastle buses.
* Get up stupid early, make parents drive me to Sydney. Be at Steve's by 10am to pick up first carload of stuff and the garage key.
* Parents have procured ute. Obtain ute, obtain house key, ferry stuff from Steve's garage to house.
* Cry about the impossibility of fitting my STUFF into my ROOM, stack boxes in garage, possibly make parents drive me to M'ville metro to buy underbed storage things.
* AND THEN I WILL BE LIVING IN SYDNEY.
Also if there is a Kerfuffle with the flat keys (there may be) I have the ability to cancel my newie outing in favour of a day trip to sydney to cut keys with Sjazz.
OMG I AM PACKED
Feb. 9th, 2010 08:16 amI AM PACKED
TWO OR POSSIBLY FOUR DAYS BEFORE I MOVE - I AM PACKED
WHAT THE HELL, FOLKS?
TWO OR POSSIBLY FOUR DAYS BEFORE I MOVE - I AM PACKED
WHAT THE HELL, FOLKS?
