Shrimp Creole

shrimp creole

Sometimes it’s all about the tomatoes.

tomatoes, onions, parsley

Tomatoes and onions… And of course you have to peel a devein a few pounds of shrimp.
shrimps

I really question this whole process of blanching, seeding and dicing tomatoes sometimes, and really want to use a can of Cento or something.  Nonetheless!  Blanch the tomotoes…
tomatos

The skins peel right off…
blanch du tomates

Then dice them.  After peeling the shrimp and peeling seeding and dicing the tomatoes, the hard work here is done.
diced tomotoes

Into a large dutch oven it all goes…
ingredients a cooking

A few more ingredients at the standby:  a bay leaf, some paprika, cayenne, a bit of tomato paste will do the trick.  A pinch of sugar never hurts when it’s not the height of tomato season.
a few more things...

See, this all cooks down, the tomatoes dissolve and some carmelization starts to happen. (Did someone say Carmel?)
cook

After it cooks down, which does not take an eternity, the tomato paste goes in with the peppers.  The pepper and the paprika that is.  Isn’t paprika a pepper?
added ingredients

Then some shrimp stock, here we’re using three cups.

stock

After that cooks down, not quite a half hour, the shrimp go in.  They release enough liquid that it’s quite alright to let the mixture get toward the thick side before adding them in.
shrimps added and cooking down

The light also changed a bit, since it started pouring down rain outside.

pouring down rain

But inside, everything was looking just fine.
shrimp creole

Fog and Steamy Kitchens

We photographers really have to stay on our toes for photo ops. So when the fog rolled in, I knew I had to hit the streets.

foggy night two

I can’t believe Time-Life and National Geographic haven’t called or e-mailed yet.  What’s up with that?

foggy night

This cake is awesome. I’m looking forward to making it again.

the cake

The tiny kitchen’s been good to me, and I’m really going to miss the place as I move on.

tiny kitchen

steamy kitchen

This was a sweet potato soup, helping keep some simplicity in the fore of the diet. I’ll have to work on the food styling.

creamy soup

And a friend recently showed me this creche set, which is exactly like the one that we grew up with. (Talk about bringing back some memories.) Sadly our’s did not survive, it was fairly delicate for two young boys. But seeing this one is amazing. Made in Germany, 1933.

creche

Any Given Sunday

It had to happen. I bought a macro lens.

mint

And all I had around was some peppermint.

minty

One day when I take better photos, I know everyone who stops by here will appreciate it. Until then, not a lot of people stop by here anyway… So it’s a great place to learn!

The quietude of Christmas

I spent Christmas with family, and later in the day thought I would spend time in town before heading to visit with friends.

It was deserted.

I don’t know what I was expecting, given that it was freezing.

But I think I was expecting exactly this, given the hour… just at evening and not into the night.

Le Petit Theatre, recently closed, has been struggling of late. I remember standing on the balcony the Friday after 9/11 joining in the candlelight vigil in the plaza.

I also thought of Benjamin Britton’s ‘A Ceremony of Carols’, especially the piece ‘In Freezing Winter Night’.

Christmas, always the beginning of a time of wonder… and the quietude of Christmas can be wonderful if we allow God to speak to us through it.

Christmas Eve…

at immaculate conception Ah, at last Christmas Eve arrives. Advent is such a period of waiting, preparation. It’s a shame so many think it’s actually Christmas, when the next week (which of course *is* Christmas), is so peaceful, and often spent with family and friends.

For some reason I agreed to play the piano/organ for an evening Mass tonight. While I used to do that as a matter of course 4-6 times per weekend for decades, I haven’t done it in awhile and my nerves already are having a field day. Oh well, it may not be my most technically correct presentation, but like the little drummer boy, it is something I can offer.

Prayers for all as we enter into this great and holy Feast.

The Rev. Kenneth Allen