I’ve set an unofficial New Year’s resolution. Unofficial, because I decided on it a few weeks before Christmas and put it into action early. Also unofficial because there are no real guidelines. Here it is:
I want to be that kind of person. (The good kind of that girl).
I want to be the one who sends cards, notes, and gifts to her friends and family via snail mail. I’ve sent a couple of cards since I decided this, and it just feels good. Two of my sisters have always been really good about sending notes, and it makes my day to see a card from one of them pop up in the mail. I want to make people’s days. I’m gonna stock up on cute notecards and patriotic stamps. I want the people who are special in my life to know that I think they are special.
You’re special, by the way. I probably just don’t have your address.
Speaking of notes, I need to start with some thank you notes first, then I can get down to the unexpected notes.
As for recipes, I’ve got an easy one for you.
Chicken Quinoa Soup (Crock Pot)
- 1 large onion, diced
- 2 cloves garlic
- 6-8 stalks celery, diced
- 6-8 carrots, diced
- 2 chicken breasts, diced
- 1 T Cajun spice seasoning
- 1 t smoked paprika
- 2 bay leaves
- 1/4 C dried split peas (I used yellow, but green is fine)
- 1/2 C quinoa, rinsed
- 6 C low-sodium chicken broth
- 2 C water
- salt and pepper to taste
This was a lazy Crock Pot meal.
I lightly sprayed the Crock Pot with vegetable oil, then I combined all the ingredients, set the Crock Pot to low for 6 hours, and went to bed.
Woke up the next morning with lunch ready to go.
Seriously. I added the salt and pepper the next morning to make sure it was to my liking.
I started this recipe out with the intention of having a classic chicken noodle soup, but then decided to substitute quinoa for noodles and add a little spice. It definitely made for a nice change of pace!
I didn’t intend to blog it, either (that’s why there’s no preparation photos), but it turned out nice so I decided to go for it.
I had this soup ready for Fritz after I picked him up from the airport (he was visiting his parents in Canada for a week after Christmas), and he loved it. He’s always a big fan of soups when he’s hungry–he says (without fail) that he can feel it going “straight to his bones”.
And I know exactly what he means by that.
(Also. I made a salad with brussel sprouts yesterday and it is coming your way real soon. This salad is de-and-mean-DE-licious).