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Another day of strangely high viewing stats means another look back in time and a rerun post about my very least favorite green.
Give me liberty or give me death… but for the love of all that’s holy, don’t give me kale.
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https://riversworld.live/2018/08/18/so-whats-up-with-kale-and-why-does-everyone-want-me-to-eat-it/
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Yes, I tried another recipe I found online.
I can’t help myself at this point, but at least this one turned out to be tasty.
I don’t know the name of it so let’s just say it’s an Italian-y tortellini soup.
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Easy to make and quick… at a little over half an hour cooking time… I’d say with a few tweaks this one’s a keeper.
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Ingredients:
½ bunch kale, stems removed and leaves
chopped
⅓ cup heavy cream
3 tablespoons chopped fresh basil
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 pound Italian sausage, casing removed
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 medium sweet onion, diced
2 teaspoons Italian seasoning
Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper, to
taste
2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
4 cups chicken stock
1 (8-ounce) can tomato sauce
Instructions:
Heat olive oil in a large stockpot or Dutch oven
over medium heat. Add Italian sausage and cook
until browned, about 3-5 minutes, making sure
to crumble the sausage as it cooks; drain excess
fat.
Stir in garlic, onion and Italian seasoning. Cook,
stirring frequently, until onions have become
translucent, about 2-3 minutes; season with salt
and pepper, to taste.
Whisk in flour until lightly browned, about 1 minute.
Gradually whisk in chicken stock and tomato
sauce. Bring to a boil; reduce heat and simmer,
stirring occasionally, until reduced and slightly
thickened, about 10 minutes.
Stir in tortellini; cover and cook until tender,
about 5-7 minutes.
Stir in kale until wilted, about 1-2 minutes. Stir
in heavy cream and basil until heated through,
about 1 minute; season with salt and pepper, to
taste.
Serve immediately.
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I only changed one thing when I made this and I’m sure you can guess what that was.
Yes, I axed the noxious green devil’s weed called kale and substituted spinach.
When I make this again I think I’ll cut back on the sausage. If you like it really meaty, leave it as is… but a little sausage goes a long way for me.
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Because there’s so much of it.
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12 feet of kale?
I’m going to have nightmares about that.
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After cleaning and organizing the closet in our master bath, I figure it will be a while before I need to buy certain products. 4 bottles of toothpaste, 6 bottles of Bath and Body Works lotion, 7 sticks of deodorants and 15 bars of soap of later I realized I may need to organize more often.
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Best. Display. Container. Ever.
Or worst. It’s a tough call.
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Even bees need bouncers.
Who knew?
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In her never ending attempt to make me embrace kale, my girlfriend gave up trying to feed it to me and gifted me kale hair conditioner.
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The shampoo had matcha which is less revolting, but I’m here to report these products made my (considerable) head of hair feel like a Brillo pad. Keep kale where it belongs… in the garbage can.
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A winter morning peek out our front door.
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A winter evening peek out the same door.
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As seen in the grocery store parking lot. Is this driver extremely lazy… or blind? Those are the only two explanations I can think of to explain riding down the road with a large clump of snow on your windshield.
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With thanks to Martin who knows about my life long aversion to kale.
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This does not surprise me, not one little bit.
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Heck, I cry if forced to eat kale, why shouldn’t they?
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Clearly my mother never ate that noxious weed while pregnant.
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Though she did have a fondness for alcohol, which explains a lot.
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In the continuing makeup inspired by weird things trend…
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Chocolate scented nail polish? Ewww. Who needs random people trying to lick your fingertips in the Covid era.
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This makes me even more reticent to go down in the husband’s crap filled cellar. There no telling what’s been living down there….
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Real estate has always been astronomical in my state but the recent inflation in the housing market is now completely out of control.
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As far as I’m concerned there’s only one mistake. Eating it.
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At this point, a Mats car is probably easier to book than anything from Hertz or Avis.
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You know you want to.
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I hate to say it, but the first thing that came to my mind when I read this?
Humans. The planet would be a far better, greener place without us. Goes without saying my blog stats would drop dramatically, but it’s a small price to pay.
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On a lighter note, there’s one simple answer for me.
Kale. The sooner we rid the world of this noxious weed the better…
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No kale crackers, no kale chips and for the love of all that’s holy… no kale ice cream.
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How about you? What do you want to banish from earth….
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Food. It nourishes our bodies and delights our taste buds, but sometimes? It can go horribly wrong.
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Oh no, Hell no! That nasty kale leaf will never sneak in and infect my brownies. Nope. Not on my watch.
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I only have one word for this disturbing platter of homicidal fruit.
Run! Some of those berries look positively demented.
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Easter. A day of religious celebration, fuzzy bunnies and most importantly – chocolate. And while I always thought I’d take my Easter chocolate any old way I could get it… I find eating eggs out of a rabbit’s ass to be the one line I can’t cross. ( And no, I’m not mentioning the wooden mallet you apparently use to open that ass. Nope. That’s a road I don’t care to travel )
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A prune juice mocktail. I’ll just leave that thought for further consideration.
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The lesson we learn here? If you can’t find someone, follow their trail of poo. I prefer searching Facebook… but you do you.
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Disney buying Star Wars has ruined the franchise for me. You never would have seen Darth Vader handing out masks…
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Nothing.
That’s what I want to know about the health benefits of this noxious weed.
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It’s well established that I am not a fan of that horrible green leaf called kale.
I don’t like kale chips or drink kale smoothies, so stop asking.
I won’t eat it and you can’t make me, no matter how constant the bombardment.
So imagine my horror when I saw the advertisement for this abomination of a product….
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No!
Not the children!
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A kale chew toy?
Wouldn’t that be more suited for a dog?
What the utter Hell!
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