Yiayia’s Avgolemono

Mike and I just returned from a long weekend in Ohio celebrating his cousin’s wedding. It was a great trip and a wonderful opportunity to reconnect with the Greek side of Grumpa’s family.

If you are an Xeno like me, it’s important to note that the caricatures of Greek pride depicted in My Big Fat Greek Wedding are not far from the truth. Mike is only part Greek, but his Grandfather Minos was a full-blooded, feisty little man who’s big Greek attitude more than made up for his small stature. Rose Antonucci, his sassy little Italian bride, was known to say “I thought I married a Greek god, but I actually married a “g-d” Greek!”

That Greek pride does rub off on you though, even if you are an Xeno. Rose became my kids’ Yiayia not their Nonna and she was the one who introduced me to my first taste of lamb and many of Papouli’s favorite Greek dishes.

A family favorite was Yiayia’s Greek Soup or Avgolemono. It was her cure for everything that ailed you and a big way this sassy little lady showed her love.

I’ve checked out dozens of recipes online and am always tasting would be Avgolemono soups wherever they appear on a menu. I consider NONE of them Greek! Because none of them come close to Yiayia’s.

Thankfully, I had a good teacher. I have a scribbled version of this recipe on the back of an old kindergarten worksheet from my daughter Olivia. (Just where a recipe like this should be written.) It only includes how to make the lemon-egg mixture and how to assemble the soup. The rest is all taste, feel, and love.

I take a few liberties with Yiayia’s recipe because I’m not as experienced as her yet at gauging the ingredient amounts even though I’ve been making this soup for 20+ years. For example, she never added bouillon and she cooked the rice within the soup which slightly thickens it. She never added flour which I find in many versions; adding flour makes the soup heavy and diminishes its lemony freshness which makes it perfect any season of the year.

So here’s Yiayia’s Greek soup. The best I’ve ever eaten. While neither Yiayia nor Papouli are with us anymore, I still think of them with every bowl.

Yiayia’s Greek Soup

  • 1 Whole, skin-on, bone-in chicken, cut into pieces
  • Olive oil
  • 4 Eggs – separated and set aside
  • 2-3 large lemons juiced, strained, and set aside (or 3-4 small)
  • Salt
  • Water
  • Chicken bouillon or soup base (optional)
  • Cheese cloth
  • 6-12 servings cooked rice (use what you think you’ll need and freeze the rest)
  • Freshly ground black pepper for serving

Prepare your soup base

  1. Generously salt chicken pieces and brown in olive oil in a heavy bottomed soup pot.
  2. Once nice and browned, cover chicken with water, salt generously, and simmer chicken until tender.
  3. Remove cooked chicken from broth and set it aside to cool slightly before removing skin and meat.
  4. Strain the broth through the cheese cloth to make sure it’s nice and clear.
  5. Return strained broth to the heat and taste. Add enough water and bouillon to accommodate the amount of soup you want and bring to a simmer.
  6. Remove 1-2 cups of prepared broth to cool slightly for your lemon/egg mixture
  7. Remove skin and bones from the chicken (be careful to remove all fatty bits and reserve the cleanest pieces of meat for your soup.) Return cleaned meat to the broth and discard the rest.
  8. Stir in your desired amount of rice.

Prepare the lemon-egg mixture

  1. Beat your egg whites until nice and fluffy.
  2. Gradually add yolks to the whites one at a time. Beat until your eggs begin to stiffen.
  3. While eggs are beating, slowly pour in lemon juice, and then slowly pour in broth. Your lemon/egg mixture will be a pale and frothy yellow.

Finish off the soup

  1. Gradually stir in a couple ladles of lemon/egg mixture into your soup, then slowly pour in the rest.
  2. Taste and adjust salt as necessary and heat to desired temperature.
  3. Serve with freshly ground black pepper, pita bread, and a simple salad dressed in lemon and oil.

An Ode to Butternut Squash Ravioli

Grumpa is a notoriously picky eater. No cheese (unless it’s on pizza), no casseroles (you never know what’s in it), no “weird” veggies like asparagus, and definitely no squash!

So when he’s gone, I get to eat whatever I want–like butternut squash ravioli!

There is something deliciously decadent about this butternut squash ravioli dish. It’s gotta be healthy though, right? It’s bursting with nutrient-dense butternut squash and omega-3 rich walnuts. The butter and brown sugar makes the recipe below seems a little “bad-girl,” but only if you’re Grumpa and have a McDonald’s sausage mcmuffin and Coke every day for breakfast. Besides, I could have added twice the butter. Instead I made it “healthier” by making up the difference in extra virgin olive oil.

Try this super easy recipe with a salad and glass of Chardonnay. I promise you’ll feel amazingly accomplished and special.

If  you’re super ambitious you could make your own homemade ravioli. I don’t have time for that nonsense now that I’m a college student and all.

Jen’s BSR with Sugared Walnuts

Ingredients:

  • 1 Package Rana butternut squash ravioli or your favorite brand.
  • 2 Tablespoons butter
  • 2 Tablespoon extra virgin olive oil
  • 1/4 Cup brown sugar
  • 1/3 Cup walnuts (chopped or whole your preference)
  • Healthy pinch of dried Thyme
  • Freshly ground course sea salt
  • Small handful of dried cranberries (If you have them. When the kids moved out they took mine, so I had to do without.)

Instructions:

  1. Make your ravioli, drain, and set aside.
  2. In your dried ravioli pan, melt your butter and olive oil. Let it get a little brown.
  3. Stir in your brown sugar and let it begin to melt.
  4. Add the walnuts and stir to coat with the butter/evoo/brown sugar mixture.
  5. Gently toss in your cooked ravioli
  6. Sprinkle with Thyme, sea salt, and dried cranberries.
  7. Eat and enjoy!

The Bittersweet Inevitable

My kids moved out. I came home from being gone for a week and Jake, Alex, Nolan, and Linc moved across town.

They had gone to look at a great place before I left; of course they wanted to take it. Only I anticipated they would take a little time moving out. You know, gradually pack up, move things at a leisurely pace, have a last night of snuggles and bed time stories….

Ah, nope! Gone less than a week later.

Oh, what a fickle fool I am. I was just lamenting my Not So Empty Nest, and here it’s empty again. Before I had planned.

I guess it just caught me off guard. I was getting quite comfortable serving my little master. Nolan required an 8 o’clock bedtime. Even though my evenings were cut short, I was rewarded with bed time stories and snuggles. Going to bed early didn’t make it any easier for me to get up though and I was never excused from breakfast. Chocolate, peanut butter, banana smoothies were on the menu each weekday morning and pancakes on Saturday. Only then could I start my day with smiles, hugs, and grateful kisses.

Alas, it’s all over now.

I’m being over dramatic of course. I understand Jake and Alex’s desire to get on their own again and I’m happy and proud of them for going for it.

Years ago, when Grumpa and I first moved to central Wisconsin, we lived with my parents for four r-e-a-l-l-y long months. Before moving in, I idealized how easy it would be. My parents were great and I thought it would be wonderful to have the camaraderie of my mom on a daily basis. But while I was at home with them, it was no longer my home. I had been the queen of my own castle, and I was living in another’s realm.

Jake and Alex were conscientious roommates, but I get the feeling they felt a lot like I did years ago. There is nothing like having your own home; your sanctuary, your space…where you can do, be, and keep things in any way you see fit. It’s one of the few real perks of being a grown-up.

Anyway, it is only across town. Jake is still finishing school and Alex is doing exceptionally well at work, so I’m hopeful they’ll be around for a little bit yet. I can also stay up late again and sleep in too. Nolan and I have been using face time to read together before he goes to bed at 8. I don’t get to snuggle, but we chat and catch up just like when he was here.

It is bittersweet, but also a little like having my cake and eating it too. Speaking of eating, you should try Nolan’s special smoothie–super easy, not bitter, only sweet!

Nolan’s Chocolate, Peanut Butter, Banana Smoothie

  • 1 frozen banana
  • 1 heaping tablespoon peanut butter
  • 1 cup chocolate almond milk

Put all in blender and blend until smooth. Yummmmy!

Alyce’s Cheesy Beans

When I was a kid, I ate weird stuff. Granted, I didn’t think it was weird. I gobbled up radish sandwiches, sauerkraut and boiled potatoes, boiled dinner, and last but not least, sweet spaghetti (oh yes, we’ll revisit this one at a later date).

In my Thanksgiving post, I confessed that we forego traditional green bean casserole for cheesy beans. I have no idea where my mom got this recipe, or if she simply made it up, but it has been part of our Thanksgiving feast for as long as I can remember.

These saucy beans are rich, delicious, and probably not very good for you. Thus, we only indulge in them on the day calories don’t exist.  No one has ever written down the recipe and inevitably someone always needs it. So even though Thanksgiving is past, here it is for the world to enjoy anytime–you don’t have to wait for next Thanksgiving!

Oh, by the way….

This is typically what I make for gathering of 12 – 15. You can scale the recipe up or down depending on who you’re feeding. You can also use the extra cheese sauce for just about anything including some super tasty mac and cheese. IF there are any leftovers, there will be a fight for them.

One more FYI….

I like to get the beans and the sauce ready a day in advance and throw them together in the crock pot Thanksgiving morning to warm through. It’s one less thing cluttering up the stove.

Alyce’s Cheesy Beans

Get your beans ready

  • 6 – 8 cans french-cut green beans

Drain your beans really well. You want them pretty dry, otherwise your cheesy beans will be a watery mess–Blah!

I open the cans up a day before and let them sit in a colander over night. (You’d be surprised at the amount of liquid those little babies can hold.) Then blot them with paper towels before adding them to the cheese sauce.

Cheese Sauce

  • 1/4 C butter
  • 1/4 C flour
  • 2 1/2 C whole milk
  • 1 LB Velveeta, cut into chunks
  • Pinch nutmeg
  • Pinch of crushed red pepper (I might use cayenne if I have it)
  • Salt and pepper to taste

Over medium low heat, melt your butter and stir in your flour. Add a little salt and pepper and cook for 1 minute. Whisk in your milk and continue whisking until it starts to thicken.

Start stirring in your cheese chunks (do a couple at a time so they don’t get stuck in your whisk). If your sauce seems a little thick, whisk in a smidgen more milk until it’s the consistency you like.

Once your chunks are melted, and your sauce is a soft yellowy orange, whisk in your nutmeg, red pepper, and a little more salt and pepper to taste.

And that’s it, your sauce is ready for your beans!

If you’re getting things ready in advance, cool your sauce and put it in the fridge over night. Otherwise gently stir in your beans and warm through.

De-lici-ous!