TGIF! I can’t believe it’s Friday already and you may have arrived here via the Friday follows. Welcome welcome, come on in, get comfy. I hope you have a little looksie and be sure to let me know you were here so I can come back and return the love.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, it’s my guest post part deux over at Mommie Cooks. Today I’m slinging some drinks old school style perfect for your Friday afternoon cocktails. Go over and visit Julie’s blog for my refreshing little pick me up.
Once again, in honor of my girl Julie, I’m showing the love by sharing with you a fantastic side dish to go along with the chicken we served up yesterday. She calls this Mexicali Rice, I call it delicious.
1 Cup of Jasmine Rice
2 Cups of Chicken/Veggie Broth
1/2 Cup of Evaporated Milk
1/4 Cup of Sour Cream
1 Cup of Corn
1 Small Handful of Cilantro, Chopped
2 Adobo Peppers, Chopped
1 7 Oz. Can of Diced Green Chiles
1 Cup of Diced Tomatoes
1/2 Cup of Shredded Cheddar Cheese
1/2 tsp of Chili Powder
1/2 tsp of Cumin
1 lime, zested and juiced
Once again, anything I added is in italics…I have recipe OCD.
Place your broth in a pot on the stove and get it boiling. Add in your jasmine rice, turn it down to low, cover it up and let it cook for 20 minutes or until cooked through. Now add in your chopped green chiles, corn, and cilantro. Stir it up and then add in your sour cream, milk and cheese. Mix it up well and let your cheese take a few minutes to melt. Now stir in your adobo peppers and spices; the cumin and chili powder. Stir it up good. Finally, add in your diced tomatoes and give it a minute to heat up. Season with S&P, lime zest and lime juice.
FYI – My hubs is one of those people out there who HATES cilantro, I apologize to all the cilantro growers out there. He freaks out if it’s in anything and can spot it from miles away, so I just substitute parsley for his and all the more cilantro for the rest of us. Apparantly though it’s true, there is a large number of the population that hate it because it tastes like soap to them. I saw that on Oprah or something. And that is hysterical because that is what he always told me. I tell him he’s ridiculous and that it tastes nothing like soap. He claims that I clearly never talked back to my Momma and never had to have the Ivory Sandwich. Not this girl…can you hand me back that halo please????
What about you? Do you have strong cilantro feelings?