We spent the whole day, really most of the weekend reading dumb books and watching silly movies. Hannah is deep into the vampire series that all the young girls are reading. I was reading a bunch of old bad Nelson DeMille thrillers. John too. And Eli was hip deep in a juicy time travel story. Benjamin was playing video games, one after another, like he was twelve years old again. These are not the things you tell other people you are reading and doing, but sometimes you just need a bunch of junk food and brain candy, and we were cold and had been cold for days and we needed some comfort. Minus 15 gets to you after a while. It just does.
I finally said to hell with the oil bills and we turned the thermostat way up and started burning about $50 or $60 bucks a day. But by golly we finally got warm. We had roaring fires in both fireplaces, so we could meander back and forth from the library to the playroom and read trash or watch it. We wore fat wooly socks that were purple and green and our favorite, oldest, softest jammies and robes, for two days straight. The hardest part of the day was getting the salsa and the cheese inside those little scoop chips and remembering to get them out of the oven before the cheese burned…(I messed up two batches one way and another. The chickens were glad though) We rented a bunch of old Harrison Ford movies and let our hearts race, as he was chased or chased one or another terrorist.
I have been running around like a maniac with six client’s annual funds, two fat capital campaigns and 27 parties between now and February. And of course I loathe parties, but my clients don’t know. I look like a cheerful big-personality extrovert who has been waiting all her life to meet you and your friends. And really I have met some very nice people. Lots of them. Nice smart engaging Vermonters, but I was tired and all out of extrovert. Bad books and junk food tired. Rotel dip tired. We took it right into supper and had a yummy trashy Velveeta mess from my childhood that my boutique cheese making friends would probably break up with me over.
And now, when you are cold and tired and need a little old fashioned trashy Velveeta comfort you can have some too. Shhh I won’t tell if you won’t.
Beer Cheese Soup…with Popcorn Even
4 chicken bouillon cubes
3 cups water
1 can beer
1 sweet Vidalia (or any sweet onion), diced
2 1/2 cups potatoes, raw and cubed
1 lb Velveeta cheese, cubed
2 cans cream of chicken soup
In a large saucepan, combine bouillon, water, beer,
onion (I like to blacken mine a bit first), and potatoes.
Simmer 20 minutes, and then add cheese and soup.
Simmer 30 minutes. Serve with popcorn on top.