
I've never heard of ground mace.
Wish I could find my grand parents butchering book. Back then really grouse stuff went in.
Drott's dog shack on the move.
So, if I were to use a crock pot, I would cook them on high until they started boiling, then turn to medium until everything is soft enough to suck through a straw.... I think I can manage that.My not a recipe, but how I make it.
Wash 1# of split peas and put in large kettle. Add the ham bone. Add chopped carrots, celery and onion. Fill the kettle with enough water to cover everything plus an inch. You need to bring it to a boil, then down to a simmer. Cook until the peas are soft and the meat falls off the bones. Long slow cooking is best, you can do it in a large crock pot.
Season to taste. That's it.
My wife has made something similar to this before. I would liken it more to a deconstructed-reconstructed pot pie than dumplings. Im spoiled when it comes to dumplings, but the one she made similar to this came out pretty good!Shh hubby will kill me for giving this out but its so simple.
Chicken dumplings/ pot pie whichever you prefer to call it. I came up with this as an alt to classic chicken dumplings since hubby doesn't like mushy dumplings. His words not mine.
I never actually measured but you can do this to taste.
Cook 3-4 chicken breasts shredded
2-3 cans of vegetables or equal of fresh veg like carrots corn peas green beans potatoes ect.
Cream of chicken soup large can
Homemade baking powder biscuit recipe
Mix 1 can of cream of chicken
Add full can of water ( the cream of chicken can)
Mix in chicken and vegetables with soup
Poor into baking/cake pan
spoon drops of biscuit dough over top with little spacing.
Bake 350 for about 30 min or till biscuits are done.. If using fresh veg precook them.
I use this recipe a lot for leftover chicken and thanksgiving turkey when there really isn't enough left to serve everyone.
Shh hubby will kill me for giving this out but its so simple.
Chicken dumplings/ pot pie whichever you prefer to call it. I came up with this as an alt to classic chicken dumplings since hubby doesn't like mushy dumplings. His words not mine.
I never actually measured but you can do this to taste.
Cook 3-4 chicken breasts shredded
2-3 cans of vegetables or equal of fresh veg like carrots corn peas green beans potatoes ect.
Cream of chicken soup large can
Homemade baking powder biscuit recipe
Mix 1 can of cream of chicken
Add full can of water ( the cream of chicken can)
Mix in chicken and vegetables with soup
Poor into baking/cake pan
spoon drops of biscuit dough over top with little spacing.
Bake 350 for about 30 min or till biscuits are done.. If using fresh veg precook them.
I use this recipe a lot for leftover chicken and thanksgiving turkey when there really isn't enough left to serve everyone.
So, if I were to use a crock pot, I would cook them on high until they started boiling, then turn to medium until everything is soft enough to suck through a straw.... I think I can manage that.
It couldnt be worse than the first meal Mrs E cooked after we got married!I'm lucky, Mr. V thinks I make great dumplings. I do have to note that he's not super picky when it comes to what I put on the table. I went on strike once, it worked.![]()
It couldnt be worse than the first meal Mrs E cooked after we got married!
I married into a very Italian New Yorker family. And after witnessing her family's incredible cooking, I was excited, to say the least. Her grandmother had made me her homemade (as if there was any other way to make them) meatballs. The meatballs I got in Italy werent as good as hers. So when Mrs E told me she was going to make spaghetti and meatballs for our first "married meal", and she was going to use her grandmother's recipie, I almost jumped off the ship to get home as soon as I could. When its finally ready, she sets the bowl on the table, and I immediately know something isnt right. They looked more like tiny burnt hamburgers. I bite into one, and its even worse than I thought. She over salted them. I swear, she used more garlic and garlic salt than she did hamburger. And they werent just crunchy. They were rock hard. And entirely inedible. One bowl, two huge glasses of water, and three chipped teeth later, I asked for seconds. The spaghetti and sauce was actually pretty good. But those atrocities she called meatballs were.... well.... if the devil were to take a poo, and that poo were to be transformed into a food, that would have been what they would transform into. After dinner, she was in tears, even though I had asked for a second bowl. She knew they were that bad, and she knew I asked for seconds only because I didnt want to hurt her feelings. I admitted that she was right, but omitted the part where I tried to feed one to the dog, who promptly walked away from it without even licking it.
Yes, I still remind her about her burnt meat flavor garlic pucks. But only because she now knows how to cook them like her grandmother did.
Oh, and she tried the "go on strike" routine. With me cooking dinner, she never ate so good.It pays to be able to cook.
It couldnt be worse than the first meal Mrs E cooked after we got married!
I married into a very Italian New Yorker family. And after witnessing her family's incredible cooking, I was excited, to say the least. Her grandmother had made me her homemade (as if there was any other way to make them) meatballs. The meatballs I got in Italy werent as good as hers. So when Mrs E told me she was going to make spaghetti and meatballs for our first "married meal", and she was going to use her grandmother's recipie, I almost jumped off the ship to get home as soon as I could. When its finally ready, she sets the bowl on the table, and I immediately know something isnt right. They looked more like tiny burnt hamburgers. I bite into one, and its even worse than I thought. She over salted them. I swear, she used more garlic and garlic salt than she did hamburger. And they werent just crunchy. They were rock hard. And entirely inedible. One bowl, two huge glasses of water, and three chipped teeth later, I asked for seconds. The spaghetti and sauce was actually pretty good. But those atrocities she called meatballs were.... well.... if the devil were to take a poo, and that poo were to be transformed into a food, that would have been what they would transform into. After dinner, she was in tears, even though I had asked for a second bowl. She knew they were that bad, and she knew I asked for seconds only because I didnt want to hurt her feelings. I admitted that she was right, but omitted the part where I tried to feed one to the dog, who promptly walked away from it without even licking it.
Yes, I still remind her about her burnt meat flavor garlic pucks. But only because she now knows how to cook them like her grandmother did.
Oh, and she tried the "go on strike" routine. With me cooking dinner, she never ate so good.It pays to be able to cook.
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We ate a LOT of hamburger helper when we first got married. Now I want to gag everytime I pass it in the grocery store. And my first meatloaf was like a football, taste and all.
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