Slice of Life Story Challenge Day 25 -A Great Day To Make Soup!
Today was a great day to make soup. It was windy and raining and generally most inhospitable for outdoor adventures. So, soup it was…
We did venture out for the obligatory weekend morning coffee, but not before we donned coats and scarves and suitably warm clothing. This is still early autumn for goodness sake! The wind showed us no mercy though. It slapped and shoved its way down
Vicki planted the idea of making soup in my head while we sipped coffee. I’m generally the souper-intendent in our house, so I bought half a pumpkin and two leeks before venturing home. Making soup appeals to the alchemist in me. Hubble, bubble...
I peeled and chopped up the pumpkin into small chunks. I then topped and tailed the leeks before slicing them length wise and washing out any residual dirt and grit still caught in its multiple layers. I placed the pumpkin into a cooking pot, suitable for serious soup making. I then added with olive oil, cumin and chilli flakes, hoping the spices would add a little zest. I set to work slicing the leeks finely before adding them to the pot. The pumpkin provide the texture and the leeks were there to add a subtle sweetness in the same way their cousin, the onion does when cooked slowly. Nutritionally, leeks are very good for us. They lower cholesterol for one thing. Many people consider leeks a boring vegetable. I love them. They can be used in many dishes, not just soup.
I began stirring and mixing the ingredients, and as the flavours mingled a pungent aroma floated out from the kitchen. ‘Smells good,’ Vicki called down from the upstairs study.
A litre of vegetable stock was added before I brought my soup to the boil. After ten minutes of simmering, I blended the ingredients to a smooth broth like consistency. Finally I seasoned the soup lightly with salt and pepper. It smelled good, looked good and I couldn't wait to serve it up. Five more minutes of simmering had the soup well and truly ready for serving.
I ladled the sweet concoction generously into two large bowls and garnished each serving with fresh coriander. Chunky pieces of bread accompanied the soup. Vicki joined me. We sat side by side enjoying our steaming bowls of soup. We were now sustained against the brutish weather. It warmed the cockles of the heart as the old saying goes. Souperb!