Like brains, testicles and other innards, the word "chitlins" conjures up certain images in people's imaginations. Usually followed by, "Eeew."
For the unaware, "chitlins" or "chitterlings" is technically known as pig intestines.
Now, I may be moving to Knoxville, and have an uncommon (for a New Yorker) appreciation for Southern food, but I am under no illusions that I know anything at all about cooking like a Southerner. That's OK though, because I'm willing to learn, and you really can't do food "wrong" if it tastes good!
Of course when tackling a project I know nothing about, I turned to the internet to gather information. What I discovered was:
Many of us sometimes wish we could, at one time or another, become invisible. The reasons could be numerous, but for whatever reason we would just rather not be seen, to fade into the shadows disappear. Some of us know it's possible- at least to a degree.
I don't often talk about magic. (Or magick, as many Pagans spell it.) As a totally-out-of-the-broom-closet Witch, it's not like I have anything to hide by not talking about spellwork. I just simply don't. Perhaps it's because I don't really believe most people in the mundane world really "get it."
But I'm gonna talk about magic a bit now, because it's too fun not to share.
What do you do when you have a crapload of squash?
Make a crapload of soup of course!
My parents blessed me with tons of pattypan squash, mini pumpkins, and a beautiful little butternut squash that they grew in their garden. One can eat only so much roasted squash, so I figured it was time to try something new.
This isn't so much a recipe as a "how I did it." Feel free to try it, or adapt it to whatever ingredients you have, or whatever flavors you prefer. This is really one of those recipes you can't really screw up. Unless you over-salt.
