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I did it! I made my very first batch of homemade bone broth. Can you tell I am excited? I feel like such an accomplished paleo girl now.
This amazing event all happened over our Thanksgiving break. I drafted this post, and then in true Jenny fashion, did not publish immediately, so it has sat here as a draft. 🙁 I am truly sorry about that! I am working on my blog post drafts getting published quicker, but I tend to go back over them, and over them, and add details, corrections and pictures. Maintaining a regular blogging schedule is hard for a full-time working mom!
Rewind a little… We started collecting bones in a bag in the freezer for a couple of weeks from our various weeknight dinners. My amazing husband Brian, who usually does the dinner clean-up routine, kept cracking jokes, “Do you want me to put these in the bone bag?” We don’t know why it was so funny, but say that out loud to yourself, it really is funny. 😀
Bone broth is pretty simple to make. I used about 3 lbs. of bones, water, apple cider vinegar and salt. You simply combine all the ingredients in a slow cooker and cook on low for 8-24 hours, the longer the better, according to several recipes. Some recipes also called for vegetables and other seasoning if you’re planning to drink the bone broth each day, so it’s not so bland. I knew I would use it in my soup so I kept it simple this time around.
As I sat in the kitchen smelling (well kind of smelling, I was sick with some weird sinus and congestion thing for 14 days…) the turkey soup made with our Thanksgiving leftovers and my very own bone broth was cooking away on the stove, thoughts of my mom were all around. She would be so proud! I cleaned off the rest of the turkey from the legs and wings for the soup, and while I was doing it, my mom was in my mind the whole time. She felt present in the room. This is something I try to explain to people, but there really are no words. It seemed like she was there, patting me on the back, sending me her amazing cooking thoughts and skills. Every year after Thanksgiving I have fond memories of my mom making turkey soup with the leftovers from our turkey. We always celebrated Thanksgiving at my aunt’s house, but my mom was sure to make her own turkey so we would have enough leftovers to last for a while. She also made the most amazing stuffing known to mankind, and we would have enough leftovers of the entire meal to have a Thanksgiving meal several times after the actual Thanksgiving. My mom is definitely an inspiration to me and my adventures in the kitchen.
I was also inspired to try making bone broth and turkey soup because of this bizarre illness that ended up plaguing me for 14 whole days. It started with a stuffy nose one evening, and when I woke up the next morning I couldn’t breathe and had a killer headache. It felt sinus related and so I proceeded to drink tons of water and chamomile tea. I also picked up a homeopathic remedy at Whole Foods. At about Day 12, after a few people gave me a funny look because my eyes were puffy and watery, I asked my school nurse, “should I suck it up and go the doctor?” Her response was, “did you try a neti-pot? (which she had suggested days earlier…) Yes, you probably should go.” I couldn’t smell or taste anything for a whole 14 days, but I am happy to report on the 15th day I woke up feeling like myself again. It worked its way through my body, and I truly believe my turkey soup helped tremendously. Healing from within. It actually works.
The turkey soup was simple enough. I sautéed onions, celery and carrots in bacon fat for about 5 minutes, then added some grated garlic and sautéed for a few minutes more. Once the veggies started to soften, I added my perfectly gelled bone broth, brought to a boil, added the turkey and let simmer until the carrots softened, about 20-30 minutes. My son Brendan said “turkey soup sounds yummy mommy!” I steamed some kale separately, and put the turkey soup on top for a hearty lunch. Yum!
Until next time…
What kinds of leftovers did you cook up this post-Thanksgiving or post-holidays in general?
Do you carry on any traditions from your childhood to your own family?