Mother Hubbard's Cupboard

Mother Hubbard's cupboard

I decided that soup would be a good meal tonight. I went into the kitchen to find some inspiration. I opened the drawer where I keep the recipe books, there on the top was a recipe for some corn chowder. Yum, sounds good to me.

Lets see, 5 slices of bacon. I don’t have any bacon.

I have some wild caught Alaskan salmon patties. Check

2 medium onions, sliced thin. Check

3 cups of potatoes, diced. Check, my own organic potatoes from my own garden.

3 cups of water. Check

1 Tablespoon of Redmond sea salt. Check

1 Tablespoon of pepper. I don’t use pepper anymore but I have some Basil. Check

1 can of corn, creamed. Don’t have canned corn but I have some frozen corn out of my garden. I’ll have to make my own cream sauce out of 4 Tablespoons of butter and 1/4 cup of flour. Check

1 cup of milk. I don’t use milk but I have some Organic chicken broth. Check

Using a large pot, cook crumbled patties in 1/4 cup olive oil till done.

Remove cooked salmon.

Sauté onions in oil until soft.

Add potatoes with water, broth, salt and Basil.

Bring to a boil, reduce heat and simmer 15 minutes until potatoes are tender.

Add corn.

Cream butter and flour together and add, stirring until blended. 

Add salmon crumbles and enjoy.

I often cook this way. Some people need a set recipe  to follow, I can take what I have and make a great meal.

When someone asks me for the recipe, I can’t often repeat the same dish in the same way because next time I may have different ingredients in the cupboard.

I thank my mother for teaching me how to cook. She cooked simple meals from basic ingredients. She is a master chef.

Life is much the same for me. I look in my cupboard and decide what I want each day. I check my inventory, see what looks good and make my choices. It is never the same and seldom boring. I can cook up whatever I want. If I want spicy, I add the right ingredients. If I want mellow I add a dash of music with some picture albums and voila’.  

If I want cold cereal, it is there for me to enjoy.

By the way, the Salmon and corn chowder is to die for.

Maybe I should open my own restaurant and call it, Old Mother Hubbard’s Cupboard.

If you hurry over to my house, I still have some left but it is disappearing fast.