Sentences with phrase «leave in a sieve»

Discard anything left in the sieve.

Leave it in the sieve and place in the fridge for 24 hours up to 3 days.

The hulls or leavings in the sieve are discarded.

Drain and leave in a sieve set over a bowl.

Not exact matches

Also, add some cinnamon to the mix and lastly, strain it through a sieve in to the cup to catch any almond butter pulp than didn't melt in to the milk and leave yourself a perfectly smooth hot chocolate.

Using a wooden push or the ladle, push the fruit through, leaving the skins and thicker pulp behind in the sieve.

I washed the pot I had cooked the fruit in before sieving it because there were little chunks left in the pot.

Plus, whatever gets left behind in that sieve can be used as garnish for all kinds of things.

Discard the seeds and skin left behind in the sieve.

Strain cream through a fine mesh sieve in a bowl and discard basil leaves.

I am hoping that leaving them to strain in a sieve will eliminate some of the moisture.

* 1 cup quinoa, thoroughly washed in a fine sieve (unless pre-rinsed) * 1-3/4 cups water * 15 - ounce can black beans, thoroughly rinsed * 1 cup frozen corn * 1/2 red bell pepper, seeded and finely chopped * 1 Jalapeno chile pepper, seeded and minced * 1/2 red onion, finely chopped * 1/4 cup cilantro leaves, roughly chopped * 1/3 cup olive oil * 1/4 cup balsamic vinegar * salt and pepper

Drain in a fine sieve, rinse under cold water and leave to dry.

Then drain and leave to dry in a sieve or colander for about half an hour, tossing occasionally to make sure they don't clump together.

Because I had added porcini powder to the broth at the beginning, after cooking it with the thyme, crushed garlic, peppercorns and bay leaves... I strained it into a large bowl with a fine sieve and then strained it back into the pot with a piece of cheesecloth in the sieve to remove the powder and clarify the broth.

1 tbsp coconut oil 1 onion, finely sliced 1 large or 2 small garlic cloves, finely chopped, grated or crushed 4 cm piece of fresh ginger, peeled and finely grated 1 red chilli, finely sliced 1 tsp black mustard seeds 1/4 tsp ground turmeric 1 x 400 ml tin coconut milk 100g yellow mung dal lentils, rinsed in a sieve 1 tsp coriander seeds, toasted and ground 1 tsp cumin seeds, toasted and ground 200g spring or summer greens, tough ribs removed, leaves finely shredded handful of coriander leaves a squeeze of lime or lemon juice toasted coconut chips or toasted desiccated coconut, to garnish salt.

The next morning, strain through a fine - mesh sieve, discard the leaves (place in the compost), and keep the precious liquid.

* Nuts like the pecans and cashews are too fine to sieve out, and are better left in the milk.

Personally (because I usually sprout in quite large quantities), I prefer to leave the sprouts in a sieve or colander and simply wrap the entire colander after each rinse in a tea - towel or cloth, placing them in a warm, dark place to rest.

it's easy peasy with greek style yogurt, just add the ingredients (sweetner, ginger, vanilla etc for sweet cheese, or chives etc for savory), place in a cloth in a sieve and leave it overnight.

His advice about the parenting of before versus now is so strange — this whole «forced through instead of talked through» had me imagining teens getting forced through a sieve, left in tiny bloody shreds at the end with no desire to talk about anything ever again.

But if you do find you have mint leaves in yours, I will suggest passing the liquid through a fine sieve before you pour into the popsicle molds.

Naked just as she had slept, our mother would leave the house, a sieve in her hand.

Every fat cat from Las Lomas Polo is shadowed wherever he goes by five or six escorts, and Spider Salazar is even worse; ever since he struck it rich he's had himself protected by a troop of thugs trained in Israel, and that night Spider, who hadn't been on a horse for months because he was clogged with cholesterol and had to content himself with watching from the stands, that night Spider, who was completely plastered, ordered them to bring him the most spirited horse, a big, imperious bay called Parsley, and if I say «called,» Agustina princess, it's because no one calls it anything anymore, since in the darkness, the mud, and the commotion, Parsley lost his temper and threw Spider, slamming him against a rock, and then some genius of a bodyguard, a guy they call the Sucker, had the brilliant idea of teaching the horse a lesson by blasting it with his machine gun, leaving it riddled like a sieve with its hooves pointing up at the moon, the most pathetic little scene imaginable.