So there I was, planning to do a Tired Tuesday post when I remembered I had a minor snack to put together in the kitchen. I can’t say “cooking post,” because it is not cooked. Call it a recipe post and this can be Tasty Tuesday. How does that sound?
I’ve had an unopened package of cream cheese in the refrigerator since my last party (didn’t make all the refreshments I had envisioned). Rest assured, I have kept checking the “use by” date. Then again, why should you care, unless you meant to stop by and have some. Of course I should be delighted to have company. Stop on by.
The recipe I wanted to use I stole from my sister Diane. I don’t know where she got it, so I may very well be getting myself in big trouble from some cookbook conglomerate, but, hey, I need a blog post.
The recipe says to mix an envelope of Italian salad dressing mix with the cream cheese. Come to think of it, they may even specify Good Seasons, and Diane got the recipe from the package of Good Seasons. So there’s a little gratuitous product placement for you. Full disclosure: I usually buy store brand.
Only I hadn’t bought any store brand this time. Here’s something funny: I said to myself, “If I was really high speed, I wouldn’t use the envelope, I’d use fresh garlic and chives from the garden and make something up. That would be a better blog post, too. Nah, I’ll just be lazy.” Imagine my chagrin. On the other hand, you see how I err on the side of honesty for your entertainment (I do hope somebody is entertained by my silliness).
Trapped into being high speed, I contemplated the chives. It was pouring rain out, and I was wearing little canvas sneakers. Surely fresh garlic and spices would be sufficient. Why should I get my feet wet for the sake of a blog post? I crushed up some garlic and set the timer for 15 minutes, so it could reach its full antioxidant effect. Oh, what the hell. I went out and got the chives.
It really wasn’t so bad. For one reason, there is a patch of chives very close to the house. I avoided stepping in the big puddle right next to them (a puddle in the yard? Really? Who else has one of those?) and also avoided picking too many. Back in the house I chopped them up and put them in a bowl with the cream cheese.
I forgot to mention that the cream cheese had been sitting out for a couple of hours to soften up. And it is actually Neufchatel, which is a third less fat and fun to say (try it). I added horseradish and dill, then mushed it together with the potato masher. After some consideration I added lemon pepper, oregano and basil. Mushed some more. When the timer buzzed, I put in the garlic, mushed some more, then used a fork to make sure the stuff was thoroughly mixed.
My mixture is now sitting so the flavors can blend. When I get ready to, I will spread it on flat bread which I will use to make small sandwiches with sliced cucumber. Yum! You know, now that I think about it, it is possible that the original recipe for this calls for the sandwiches to be open-faced. It may even have been like a cold cucumber pizza. It was some years ago my sister first made the stuff.
So was this post better or worse than a typical Tired Tuesday? It matters not. This is my story and I’m sticking to it. Hope to see you all on Wuss-out Wednesday (good God, I’ll be half-way through the week by tomorrow! I should have known: vacation weeks are always shorter).
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