Spanish Rice:
1 cup uncooked rice
1 cup chicken broth or plain water
1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes
1/2 cup salsa
Put liquids in pan and bring to boil. Add rice.
TURN DOWN heat to low simmer.
cook for 20 min.
Enchiladas
1 package flour tortillas
1 cooked chicken shredded or chopped
1 large or 2 small can(s) Old El Paso enchilada sauce. medium
1 small can El Paso Refried beans (optional)
1 pkg shredded Mexican cheese
Salsa
Spanish Rice (optional) or use as side dish
- Prep: pour a light coating of enchilada sauce into a glass pan.
- Smear 1+ Tbsp refried beans on tortilla
- Place serving amoung of chicken, (rice) cheese in Tortilla
- Pour 1+ Tbsp. enchilada sauce on ingreidents
- Roll up and place in glass pan
- repeat until pan is full
- pour remaining enchilada sauce over them and sprinkle with more cheese.
Bake in 350 degree oven 20-30 min or until bubbling.
So you know how when most people get home from a rough day crave a good beer? Yeah, I crave milk instead. After a stressful afternoon of riding the T to and from the CVS minuteclinic in Porter square, to only arrive 3 minutes after the last scheduled appointment, and with over an hour of traveling back on the T, I was happy to have had scheduled time to read "Game of Thrones" but I was upset I spent most of that time on a train and not on the beach. I grabbed a half gallon of milk at the grocery store for cereal and cooking purposes, but the first thing I did when I got home was pour myself a glass and chug the whole thing. I haven't had large amounts of milk in months, so apparently I was retreating back to my days of drinking milk daily out of a sippy cup. Good to know I'm still a child even though I pay bills.
Also, if you ever find yourself with nothing to do on a long weekend, go hike Mount Katahdin in Baxter state park, Maine. Easily the hardest hike I've ever done, as the tree line ends about an hour into the hike, and from there it is just straight boudlering for a few long hours. But it's completely worth the view and enduring the Mainiac traffic on the way home. Like, one of the trails is called knife's edge - straight drops on either side of a rocky path. And when I say rocky, I mean like 4 foot long rocks. Owwie my knees!
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