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Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

My Favorite Christmas 'n' Comfort Food: Finnish Rice Porridge

It's "Feed Your Soul Friday" over at Adventures in the Kitchen!

My family's traditional Christmas Eve dinner is Swedish "milk rice." Mother always started it early in the morning, stirring away at a pot that seemed to hold nothing but milk. 

As the day progressed, we'd start checking the pot more and more anxiously, wondering if the meager grains of rice at the bottom would swell up in time for Christmas Eve dinner. Most of the time they did...but a few years, they waited until Christmas Day breakfast.

Of course, there was the constant danger of scorching the milk and ruining everything. (Which happened when an unnamed teenager was in charge of stirring it one year...)

When Mother discovered a recipe which involved parboiling the rice to speed up the process, we were skeptical. Part of our Christmas Eve tradition was the all-day uncertainty about the milk rice!

Then we actually tried this recipe for Finnish Rice Porridge.

It took less than two hours, start-to-finish, and tasted (to quote Mother directly) "better than the original!"

Which means that if a distracted Choleric teenager multi-tasks when she's supposed to be stirring, you'll actually have time to throw out the scorched batch and make an entirely new one before anyone starves. 

(Not that I know this from experience or anything...!)



Finnish Rice Porridge

1 ½ c. white rice
pot of boiling water

Place rice in sieve. Pour boiling water over rice slowly.  Let drain.

1 ½ c. water
[1 Tbs. butter]

Bring water to boil in large pot. Add rice and butter.  Reduce heat to low; cook uncovered for 10 minutes or until water disappears.  (Rice will not be completely tender.)

8 c. milk
1 ½ tsp. salt
2 Tbs. sugar
2 cinnamon sticks
¼ tsp. nutmeg
[2 Tbs. butter] 

Add above ingredients to rice.  Bring to a boil, stirring constantly.  Reduce to lowest heat.  Simmer uncovered, stirring occasionally, until as thick as oatmeal (30-45 minutes.)

1 ½ tsp. grated lemon peel
2 tsp. vanilla

Stir in lemon peel and vanilla.  Remove cinnamon sticks and serve with cream and cinnamon sugar OR Berry Sauce (below)


NOTES FROM CHERI:

1.  I never use the butter and it turns out just fine.  (I don’t mind using butter when I can enjoy its taste and texture, but when it gets this completely hidden, I don’t see the point!)

2.  When cooking the rice for 10 minutes, I put the lid on the pot -- off-kilter so some steam  can escape -- and the water doesn’t boil off so quickly.

3.  When bringing the milk mixture to a boil, I use a gravy stirrer non-stop to make sure nothing starts sticking to the bottom of the pan and burning. (Once milk scorches, there’s no saving any of it!)

4.  Once the milk mixture comes to a boil, I turn it as far down as possible, put the lid on -- again, off kilter -- and set the timer for 5 minutes to remind myself to come back and stir.  Sometimes, it takes a full hour before it’s nice and thick.


Berry Sauce

1 c. water
2 c. fresh or frozen cranberries
¾ c. sugar
1 ½ Tbs. lemon juice

Put all ingredients in a 2 quart pan.  Boil gently for 10 minutes.

1 package (10 oz.) frozen sweet raspberries
1 ½ Tbs. cornstarch mixed with 1 ½ Tbs. water

Add to above mixture. Cook, stirring constantly, until thick and clear.

Chill to serve cold.


NOTES FROM CHERI:

1.  I like to use fresh raspberries when possible...two small baskets work great. 

2.  Mix the cornstarch into warm water and pull pot off the stove for a little while before adding the cornstarch, or the cornstarch will clot.




Your Turn!
  • If you've got a favorite recipe posted, tell us a bit about it and leave the link!
  • What is your favorite Christmas memory or tradition?
  • Anything else on your heart!



Coming in January!

Day 27: GUARD (How Obedience Brings Peace)


Each day during The PURSE-onality Challenge: "A Holiday-Ready Heart" in October, Untangling Christmas by Karen Ehman and LeAnn Rice, will be our give-away prize!  

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Day 14: TRUST (+ How Each PURSE-onality Can Get Day Overwhelmed)
Day 15: PATIENT (+ Practicing Now for Patience Then)
Day 16: NO RECORD (+ How to Have Grudge-Free Holidays)
Day 17: TRUTH (Each PURSE-onality's Take on Truth)
Day 18: PERSEVERE (+2 Cures for Procrastination)
Day 19: BLESS (Your Feelings Can Help You Choose)
Day 20: BUILDING (20+ Ways to Build with Words)
Day 21: HOLD (Hold Back, Let Go, and Step Up)
Day 22: FRUIT (I Didn't Think...I Was a People-Pleaser!)
Day 23: CLEANSE (A Holiday-Ready Home)
Day 24: REJOICE (We Share the Same Heart Rate) 
Day 25: NEAR ("Everything Else" or Emmanuel?)
Day 26: THANKSGIVING (5 Ideas for Daily Thanks-Living)


My #1 holiday issue is food.

Well, it’s not food, per se.

It’s more like my massive insecurities about other people's actions -- and especially their reactions to me -- which trigger an unconscious dash to the frig.




Or perhaps my oh-so-special ability to go from all together to completely unraveled in 10 seconds or less, which sends me ransacking cupboards for something sweet to sooth me or crunchy to chomp on.

Or even my freefall from high expectations to dismal disappointment -- usually with myself, but frequently with those close to me -- which ends up with an ice cream carton in one hand and a large spoon in the other.


Okay, so clearly my #1 holiday issue is the condition of my heart. 

The condition of my heart is revealed in how I relate to food.

And holidays are -- of course! -- ALL. about. food.


Nothing but God Gives Peace

Our women’s group is wrapping up our study of Lysa TerKeurst’s Made to Crave

I’ve been repeating one of Lysa’s go-to scripts:

“My weight loss goal is peace.”

It’s making a difference.

As I reach for the unopened package of Ghirardelli semi-sweet chocolate chips because I have such a huge stack of grading and (obviously!) deserve some sweetness in my life, I remember:

My weight loss goal is peace.

Will the chocolate chips give me peace?

No matter how delicious chocolate (especially Ghirardelli!) may taste momentarily, it has never once given me lasting
peace.

Only God offers -- and delivers -- lasting peace:


And the peace of God, 
which transcends all understanding, 
will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. 
Philippians 4:7 (NIV)


Never Negotiate with a Terrorist

Another line that’s sticking with me comes from Karen Ehman:

“Define your week by obedience, not by a number on the scale.”

Remember my “10 minutes on the elliptical” concept just a short week ago?

Well.

This morning, I couldn’t seem to muster up the energy for even 10 minutes.

So I dinked around on the computer, internally building my case for why I didn’t really need to spend 10 minutes on the elliptical.
  • I don’t want to become legalistic. 
  • It’s good to take a break now and then. 
  • Being spontaneous is a part of becoming less rigid and controling.

I lost 30 perfectly good minutes arguing with myself about spending 10 minutes on the elliptical.

30 exhausting minutes.

30 desperate, draining, demoralizing minutes.

Finally, frustrated beyond belief with my hard-hearted self, I marched out the elliptical, trotted in place for 15 minutes, and hit the shower.

What was all that about?


I allowed myself to get drawn into negotiations with a terrorist: 

Disobedience. 

The issue wasn’t exercise.

The issue was my willingness to start discussing something that God’s convicted me is an area of no compromise.

No compromise.

No discussion.


Just obedience.


Making My List (and Checkin’ it Twice!)

When I obey, the peace of God -- which transcends all human understanding (and all brands of chocolate!) -- guards my heart and my mind.


  • My insecurities dwindle.
  • I unravel less.
  • I expect less and hope more.

So I’m pray-paring my holiday “Guard My Heart and Mind” list.

I hesitate to share what’s on it, because the point isn’t the specifics. The point is responding as God convicts me. 

Since my major issues involve food, my list is likely to include some foods I’m going avoid -- out of obedience, not restriction or punishment -- until January. 

From years of experience, I know it'll be better to simply say, “No thank you!” rather than start negotiating when, where, how much, why not, what now, might as well have more, etc., etc., etc.

But my list won't just be about food.

Sarcasm is going to make my list...the harsh, cutting, defensive kind that I use to keep others at a distance.

Staying up too late will definitely make my list...the useless, time-wasting, just-one-more-little-thing which turns into oh-my-how-did-I-just-lose-2-hours and I’m-going-to-feel-like-garbage-at-5:30 AM kind of staying up too late.


This isn't about limitations. Rules. Don'ts.

It's about guarding my heart and mind.


Deciding now not to negotiate with the terrorist then.


Anticipating the peace that obedience brings.




Pray-Paring for the Best Christmas Ever

My holiday goal this year: 
peace.

Each day defined by
obedience.

With God on guard-duty 
over my heart and my mind,

My focus: 
thanks-living for the gift of Jesus.


Your Turn:
  • What is your holiday goal for this year?  
  • By what measure will you define your holy-days? 
  • What focus do you want for the holidays? 
  • Anything else on your heart!


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The Perfectionism-Food Connection


I heard Daniel Goleman, author of Emotional Intelligence and Social Intelligence, speak on Sunday night and Monday morning. A few take-aways and connections I'm mulling over:


We are created for empathy.
When two volunteers are hooked up to monitors and one is pricked with a pin, both people's brains register the pain. 
We are created for connection.
When two people spend even a few minutes together, the "more expressive" person's emotions will be picked up by the other. 
We are created for comfort.
When a child sees his mother crying, goes up to her and says, "I love you Mommy!" he has literally picked up her emotions, is feeling her pain, and is now doing his best to replace her pain with his love.
When relationships with people don't work, we will replace them with relationships that do.
If you've read or heard my testimony, you know that I almost died of an eating disorder as a teenager. I'll never forget my mother's question, "Why are you doing this to us?" during our first counseling session when I was an inpatient in the Eating Disorder Unit at the Brea Neuropsychiatric Hospital the summer before I started college.
I couldn't answer. I didn't know what I was "doing this" to her. I didn't even know why I was "doing this" to me! 

But now, I do.
I was always a best friend kinda girl. I craved a close connection with one person who knew and understood me well. I now understand that my identity and sense of well-being became dependent on regular interactions with my BFF, at a brain-function level.
But in 3rd grade, Kimmi moved. In 6th grade, Marcia moved. In 7th grade, Suzie decided she hated me. And in 8th grade, Derek (who'd been my boyfriend since 4th grade) dumped me. 
No coincidence that I'd been struggling with binge eating in junior high and developed a full-blown eating disorder during my freshman year of high school. Finding people too fickle to depend on, my brain sought a more regular source of need fulfillment. Food, especially the kind that could add "sweetness" to my life, was the perfect replacement for people. 
For more than half my life, I've been ashamed of my eating disorder. Beaten myself up for being so stupidly "needy." So un-self-disciplined. With millions of children starving around the world, wasn't it the height of hypocrisy to starve myself? to binge and purge? 
For decades, I've gone in and out of counseling, trying to find the root cause of my eating disorder, trying to get a handle on related issues (compulsive spending, isolating, depression). While I have some memories of an inappropriate sexual encounter in my preschool years, pursuing the details has proved far more frustrating than freeing. Maybe that's "it." Maybe it's not. 
But earlier this year, I learned an important detail about my life that I'd never known. My mother's personality underwent a dramatic change after she moved from Boston, MA, to southern California. 
Now that much of her memory has been lost to Alzheimer's Disease, my brother and father keep commenting on how she's "the happiest she's been in 45 years." While this comment gave them comfort, I found it unsettling until I finally realized why: 
I just turned 45 years old. I was born 6 weeks before the move. 
My mother has been depressed for my entire life, and I'm only just now finding out.
I was created for empathy...I felt what my mother felt.
I was created wired for connection...a connection hijacked by depression.
I was created for comfort...which I could never successfully give or receive.
So, I turned to best friends for comfort. And when they failed me once too many, I turned to food. When my life spun out of control, anorexia became a new "BFF" and brought it back under control. 
But Jesus told him, 
"No! The Scriptures say, 
'People do no live by bread alone, 
but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.'" 
Matthew 4:4
One of the unexpected results of The PURSE-onality Challenge for me has been an increased ability to recognize when I'm "using" food and greater ease in shifting from food to God. 
I'll aim to write about that tomorrow (I'm already waaay over 300 words for today!)


Your Turn:  I'd love to hear your thoughts and experiences! Feel free to comment below or write your own blog post and leave a link in the comments!