Do: Open doors. Pull out chairs. Say please and thank you.
Don’t: Touch my stomach. I know I have rock hard abs. (ha) But seriously…don’t touch them. Especially not on the same day that we met. Just…self control. Really.
Do: Have goals and dreams and ambitions.
Don’t: Tell me that those goals and dreams and ambitions are to do as little work as possible. And live with your parents. Indefinitely.
Do: Think it’s awesome that I write a food blog and am passionate about something that isn’t what color I’m going to paint my nails this week.
Don’t: Comment on the fact that my nails aren’t painted.
Don’t: Scour the internet for my blog, read it, and then not even mention how fabulous you think it is. I have analytics software for a reason…namely so that I can stalk people who stalk me. For real.
Do: Try to impress me. Just a little bit. (I’ll promise to reciprocate.)
Don’t: Think you’re going to dazzle me by trying to invite yourself over to my apartment for our second date (SECOND!! SERIOUSLY?!?!?), suggesting that I cook for you, and offering to – in return – bring over netflix. No one enters my living space without at least five dates and paying for dinner at least once. Fail. On both accounts.
Don’t: Be surprised when I don’t pick up your calls or respond to your text messages. Or swear off men for eternity. Or end up single and alone. Surrounded by puppies and cookbooks. These things happen. I’ve accepted it.
So. Um. Yeah.
I said the date was okay. (I think sometimes…I just am too willing to overlook too many wrong things. Or I just want something to work. Someday. With someone. Enough that I convince myself that a second date is worth going out on. Just to see.) And then I thought. And then I thought some more. And then that last part happened.
And then I decided I needed to drown my disgust in tequila posole. There are worse things. But not many that are tastier.
Serves 4, adapted from Madhur Jaffrey’s World Vegetarian
- 2 (15 oz) cans hominy
- 1 cup dried cannellini beans, picked over and soaked overnight
- 1 lb poblano peppers
- 2 tbsp peanut oil
- 3 garlic cloves, peeled and finely chopped
- 5 medium tomatillos (6 ounces), husks removed, washed, and finely chopped
- 6 scallions, very finely sliced into thin rounds
- 2 jalapeno chiles, finely chopped
- 1 tsp ground cumin
- 3 leeks, sliced, white part only
- 1/2 cup vegetable broth
- 1/2 cup finely chopped cilantro
- 3/4 to 1 tsp salt
- Put the beans in a pan and cover with water, salted, by 2 inches. Bring to a boil and then cover and simmer for 30-60 minutes, until tender. Set aside.
- Roast the poblano chiles. Lay them out in a broiling tray in a single layer and place under a heated broiler about 5 inches from the heat source. Roast, turning the chiles often, until all sides are lightly charred. This should take 5 to 6 minutes. Remove the tray from the heat and cover it with a towel for 10 to 15 minutes. Now peel, seed, and finely chop the chiles.
- Put the oil and the garlic in a good-sized pan. Set over medium-high heat. When the garlic begins to sizzle and turn golden, put in the tomatillos, scallions, jalapeno and leeks. Stir and saute for about 5 minutes. Add the cumin and stir once. Add the chopped poblano chiles and stir for a minute. Now put in the drained hominy, beans, cilantro, veggie broth, and cilantro. Bring to a simmer. Cover and heat for 20 minutes or until broth has evaporated. Serve in bowls topped with cilantro, scallions, avocado, or lime wedges.
I am submitting this to:
Meatless Mondays hosted by Chaya of My Sweet and Savory
My Legume Love Affair hosted by Cathy of What Would Cathy Eat?
oh deary. this kid wants YOU to work for date two? pleeease. this is when you, dear boy, get slammed in the comments section. and yes, we all know you’re reading this. oy vey, i say.
Interesting dating tips and lessons, I will make note. I’ve heard that for drowning disgust/sorrows and for celebrating tequilas work better than posole. But I’ve never tried posole, maybe it works miracles. Have a great week ahead.
I adore hominy. I know it’s usually used in soups, but I’d love it in a salad. Will definitely try this, Joanne.
(I bought the dried, soaked and cooked it and then fried it lightly and placed it under some salmon.)
Sorry the date didn’t live up to standards. There will be more. But I also think there’s nothing wrong with being surrounded by puppies and cookbooks! 🙂
erghhh. I feel for you. One of these days a man that’s worth the fabulousness that is YOU is gonna come along. Until then, posole it is! Looks deeelish 😀
Hey, puppies and cookbooks are hard to beat! Love your standards! ;))
Netflix is NOT an even trade for a home-cooked meal. Undying love and a never-ending stream of compliments would be an even trade, though.
Sounds like quite a winner. But better to have come to this realization now, rather than after more dates, right? At least the pasole sounds worth repeating!
Dating suck. Period. I used to say “I’d rather have a cookie”. Now I can say “I’d rather have posole”
I think I definitely have my fair share of cookbooks, now all that’s missing is a puppy of my own.
Oh jeeze. I laugh and cry through your dating experiences. And cringe. Mostly cringe. And I remember. I definitely went through the same thing. It sucked. But if it’s any consolation, I didn’t meet Paul until I was 34. Have hope. And if not, there are days I wish I only had a cookbook and a puppy to deal with. Life was simpler then.
Puppies and Cookbooks – these are a few om my favorite things.
Guys in New York just don’t know how to date. I think most of them believe either (a) there are so few straight/bisexual men in the city that all women seeking a male partner should be desperate enough to just go along with whatever they want or (b) “New York has an abundance of very attractive models, dancers and actresses, so I’m saving myself for one of them.” There are still some good ones out there though.
At least posole is a healthier way of drowning your sorrows than say, a pint of ice cream?
Yuk. Hope he’s reading this now and learning a lesson. 🙂
This looks wonderful. I’ve never cooked with canned hominy. Will have to seek some out.
Dating sucks! There were many times in my single days that I would convince a myself a guy was O.K. for me because I was sick of looking.
You’re awesome- you’ll find somebody in due time.
Dear Joanne, I like that you have principals and stick to them!!! Your a strong woman ~ Bravo!! I also like this dish it sounds exotic and spicy. I like it. Blessings, Catherin exo
I can just imagine so many guys doing so many don’ts… you are way too awesome to settle for any of them!
awww at least you have this delicious meal to make up for the lousy (i mean, okay) guy!
Bad dates are lame. Why don’t guys know how to behave?
There’s so much green stuff in your posole! I think I can get all those ingredients at my local hispanic grocery store and I’ve been itching to try tomatillos.
Men. So glad I’m out of the loop for dating. Your prince will show up one of these days… mine did 🙂
Oh Joanne, I feel for you! So not the right guy for you. Or for anyone in the world.
He’s out there, he just has to be! Just keep looking! Meanwhile, we love you’re stories and your recipes even more!
From a fellow single food blogger, girl I feel ya!! Good riddance to that guy. Here’s to finding better dates and drowning sorrows in tequila I mean posole 😉
Joanne, I don’t even know what to say. Obviously this joker has no idea.
He touched your stomach? What’s that all about?!
That has happened to me before and its so annoying and sleazy. I am the president of bad dates soif you ever want to vent to me, you know where to find me.
Healthy combo and looks fabulous!
Man, I am so glad I don’t have to date anymore. Your Mr. Right will come along when you least expect it.
At least you can eat this tasty posole!!!
Awesome recipe! Too bad the date didn’t match the posole’s awesomeness. 🙁 Hang in there – timing is everything, and there will be a right time eventually. 😉
boo–but it’s always good to find out what you DON’T want in a guy either, right? and bad dates always make for good stories (i can tell this post is FULL of good stories!)
ps. your pineapple ginger granola bars are in my oven right now and i am eagerly counting down the minutes til i get to try one!
pps. i still owe you an email with my NYC questions. expect it this week! 🙂
You know, I cant think of any other way to feel better. Bad dates suck. I am mulling over whether to take the sour cherries i bought this summer out of the freezer and testing a recipe for THANKSGIVING.
save me some posole
Sorry the date was a fail, but am glad that you opted for posole over the tequila. So much easier the next day.
My advice…choose good food over a mediocre man ANYDAY 🙂
Avoid kissing the frogs in between:D I say for a second date any prospecty needs to offer to make a meal and impress you with his culinary skills, then join you in a 10-K run or even an Iron Man competition:D, all the while opening doors and being a gentleman extraordianire:D
At least you have a sense of humor about it!! And I’d be totally ok with drowning my sorrows with a bowl of this. Yum.
I’ve never heard of posole. I know, I know, I don’t know where or whom I have been hanging out with to have missed such a yummy looking dish.
He’s obviously had a lobotomy…any why do I want to blame his Mother??? On a more positive note, this posole sounds wonderful Joanne.
Sounds like some date…I would be happy to drown my self in this dish as well, and probably for just about any reason 🙂
Wishing you a Happy Memorial Day!
It just wasn’t meant to be this time, but the right guy is out there somewhere when you least expect it. This one certainly didn’t deserve a meal as lovely as this posole. 🙂
Oh dear. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry for you. Instead, I looked up what hominy is (ground corn, aka grits!) and felt amazed at your posole instead. =D
I know one day you will find someone who will appreciate you for all you have to offer, meanwhile, eat this green posole, it sounds fabulous!
Hey im new to your blog but read it every day. Your recepies look amazing and the pics are mouthwatering. Best wishes.
Ugh! Never see him again! The posole will keep you satisfied until a more appropriate and self respecting boy comes along
Awwww, I’m sorry the date didn’t work out. Plus, having someone else suggest that you cook for them is definitely not at all the same as offering to cook…in fact, it takes all the joy out of it. There are plenty of fish in the sea…and yours is definitely out there. On another note, I always wondered what Posole and Hominy were and now I do. This looks really good!
He sounds like a cad – has he ever heard of personal space? I was so hopeful. I’d rather eat this wonderful posole alone…love the tomatillos!!
Hmm…that date doesn’t sound too fun! Your posole looks great though!
Oh boy. You just brought me back to many a date from years past, girlfriend. As Bruce says (and it’s true!) – “Someday we’ll look back on this and it will all seem funny.”
The posole looks terrific, I like the tomatillos and poblano peppers here.
Lovely posole recipe. Thanks for sharing.
Well, you had me at Posole, but the do & don’t list was quite enlightening. Glad I have the hubs right here where I want him and vice versa. There’s a lot to be said for being old married types. We’d both love this. Putting it on my list. Probably moving it to the top. YUM.
Wait. He said something about your nails not being painted? WTH?
I knew I had a winner when I told him I could cook, and he said “Hey, maybe sometime we could cook together. I’ll make the steak, you get the sides.” Then he did the dishes. What a guy!
I feel lucky not to have to know much about dating in new york and less lucky not to know much about posole
I just loved the recipe with only veges you got so limited choices with what to eat and what not to include in your dish.
Ok, now I’m wondering if this guy has read this post and gotten the message! Too bad he didn’t know what a fool he was when he suggested you cook for him so soon… save your time and energy on good food for someone who truly deserves it! Looks delicious, and he didn’t get any! 🙂
Definitely time to move along after that one! Maybe he read this post and has learned a lesson on “what not to do when you have the opportunity to date someone fabulous”. One can hope! Now about that posole….one of my most favorite dishes ever. Yours is so gorgeous that I don’t even miss the huge hunks of pork that was in the version that I knew and loved from my days in New Mexico. I’m so trying this one. Thanks, Joanne! Pinning it.
You are amazing and the guy who is out there looking for you is also amazing. Don’t settle. Don’t ever date that idiot again, which I think we have already established in your post. I’m glad you have clear goals and boundaries. That will help you find the right one. The posole looks yum. Sorry you had to kiss another toad (so to speak).
ugh, i’m sorry the date didn’t work out. i’ve had a few doozies myself. this posole looks like the perfect way to recover though, DELICIOUS!
waaaaiiiiit a minute, he wanted you to cook for him for date 2?? at your place? his invitation, not yours? pass, thank.you.very.much. this sounds like the perfect fuel to keep searching 🙂 hopefully there’ll be a hidden gem somewhere soon!
Do: Cook more. don’t: go for date 2. “Do or do not, there is no try”….
Dating is fantastic . . . when the right guy comes along. The value of this date was to verify what you don’t want in a man. Good news: the right guy is still out there and searching for a fantastic woman who can make posole and write like there’s no tomorrow.
Unpardonable, especially knowing that you write a blog and not saying anything about it. 😀
I’ve never heard of a posole
Dating just plain sucks. I’m so sorry. It’s really a good thing to be able to weed out the “No”s quickly though. You don’t waste a lot of time on someone who doesn’t deserve it. That way, when Mr. Awesome comes along, you’ll be available and waiting. With some delicious green posole. That he can have when he deserves it.
Second date!? Better off without’em! And I really hope he didn’t stalk down your blog…unless he was going to recommend it to every person in NYC! Then, it would be okay. Right? 🙂
Bummer about the date, but this posole looks like a good way to get over any of life’s disappointments. I having been craving posole lately–gonna tag this recipe. 😉
bummer on the date, but damn this looks awesome!
When is your book on dating being published?
It sucks that the date didn’t work out, but your post was hilarious. Guys are just so clueless sometimes.
Seriously? Netflix for a home-cooked meal when he knows you write a food blog? Good riddance. I second the idea that you know you’ve got a good one when they offer to cook for you and do the dishes.
what a lamehead.
this posole looks delectable
Now, that looks like one hearty bowl of goodness!
Mmm…wouldn’t you know, I got tomatillos from our CSA today. I love posole.
Man, that sounds like an awful date. Are all young men these days just…lame? I mean, there were lame guys like that back in the dark ages too, but I didn’t meet very many of them (luckily).
Oh man. What a dork. I mean, painful. This is going to sound totally selfish, but sometimes it’s nice to be reminded of what a good guy my husband is. He doesn’t always swoon over my food (hard to imagine, I know) but he is a good dude. You will find yours!
Joann you are the perfect mix of sweet and sassy, smart and sensitive, alive and wondering, and knowing what you want! Someday he’ll walk into your life and you’ll know him! And you write an amazing blog and cook incredible food! Thanks for sharing it with all of us!
guys are so presumptuous these days! sigh. at least you turned your disgust into something completely the opposite of disgusting!
“Surrounded by puppies and cookbooks”
Look, just because you had a bad date doesn’t mean you need to cook puppies….that is sick 😉 🙂 :0
I absolutely like everything about this posole, especially the roasted peppers. Wait, not everything, I haven’t tried hominy so the jury is out on that until I try this.
Would canned beans ruin this?
I am not concerned about your meeting him. You will when it is the right one and the right time. If I had a nice Italian son, I would have you move in.
This wonderful recipe is being featured tomorrow. Come visit.
Ah, dude, that sucks about the guy. Total passive aggressiveness, though, with this post, though!! I hope he reads it… and then sulks that he didn’t get any posole! 😉 It looks great!
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