“Talk doesn’t cook rice.”
What the heck does that mean?!
I’ve decided to use up the last of my leftovers today with the world’s best food to meld leftovers into a palatable meal. In fact, I was going to name this post, Rice, the food for lazy people, but I knew that a storm of protest would follow from rice lovers.
Instead, I’m going to tell you the easiest way to cook rice. That would be in a crockpot.
1 cup rice, uncooked (I’m not taking anything for granted)
2 cups boiling water
Place the rice into the crockpot. Pour in the boiling water. Cover. Set the crockpot on high, which is nothing like celestial beings which are on high.
Go take your 20 minute nap with your cat, which should last at least 60 to 90 minutes. Wake up to perfectly cooked rice.
I chose brown rice because of the hype about brown rice being more healthy then white rice or Snickers bars, which was a discussion my husband and I had in the car this morning.
I asked, as I do when some fleeting and irrelevant thought passes through my mind, why someone would name a candy bar after a derisive way of laughing at someone. Yes, we’ve been married a long time and are grasping at things to talk about. My husband guessed that the creator of the candy bar was naming it after his granddaughter who had the unfortunate name, Snicker.
But back to the rice. It was the perfect vehicle for a dish that used up the last of the leftover in the fridge.
There was cauliflower and broccoli and onion and mushrooms and carrots and two breakfast patties. Finally there were two slices of American cheese melted on top and mixed in. Fresh sautéed spinach on the side completed the feast.
My fridge is now free of bits and pieces. I can now live in peace and expectation of great things to come, which is more than I can say for the granddaughter with the unfortunate name. Whatever.
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.