Wednesday, 17 October 2007

One Soup . . .

You may, or may not be aghast to learn that I have never made soup. You might not care actually one way or the other about soup. I didn't. It was a tin from the back of the cupboard that you opened when you absolutely positively could not be arsed to go out to buy something and didn't have the money for pizza delivery.

As for the idea of making soup WHY?

That is until last week when the supermarket had an incredibly good deal on leeks. They were such good value that I just had to buy the 3kg sack (you know one of those stringy sack things that just look so farmy and vegetabley).

So I got Delia down from the shelf and looked at the pristine pages of soup recipes (the pudding pages particularly are piratically scratch and sniff, actually that should of been practically but the spell checker preferred piratically and so do I now).

Leek and potato soup what a success. Now followed by pea soup and vegetable soup. In fact there is a pan of soup on the stove as I type. It's easy and you make it out of just about nothing. Why did no one tell me or why did I not listen?

Soup is hereby added to list of things I have never made till I got here along with omlettes and pancakes.

Don't laugh I was sixteen before I learnt to fry an egg and married several years before I could make chips. At this rate we'll be having yorkshire puddings. Now they really are pointless.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

Pointless yorkshire pudding - I think maybe you have been over there too long.

Anyway, welcome to soup heaven, a truly great invention. A particular favourite recipe (and sooo easy) is sausage soup.

Mmmmm - homemade soup and "real" french bread - sounds wonderful from here on a fall day in Canada.

Imperatrix said...

Soups and stews are a big part of my repertoire because, hello? only one pot to clean up!

Breezy said...

Anon I'm sorry but I stand firm on the yorkshire pudding issue. Except for toad in the hole and seasoned puudings (with sage and onion in them at Christmas). They are only there to fill you up before you get to the good stuff.

Imperatrix what can I say? when it comes to domestic goddessness I'm just too slow on the uptake

Debra in France said...

I'm with you on the anti-yorkshire pudding stand!! They are a waste of plate-space that could be used for even more roast potatoes!!! Don't start thinking of chicken soup though - poor Dolly!

Jen said...

I don't ever make soup, simply because it makes me feel too grown up!

Making soup in France would be a different matter altogether though I suspect...

X

Breezy said...

Debra it's worse than that in Yorkshire they are a starter and you are stuffed before you even catch sight of the roasties

Jen I suppose it is a bit responsible and sensible even in France but perfect for time rich money poor would be French peasants like us

Anji said...

When I make yorkshire puddings they are pointess (lol). I have been known to make soup but no one would touch it except for me. I read somwhere of a woman who made a chicken broth and used the colander to strain it off into the sink!

Kitt said...

I didn't start cooking anything until I was nearly 30, and came to love soup sometime after that, so I'm certainly not laughing. Your soup sounds lovely.

Breezy said...

Anji I'm sure you have the cooking well in hand

Kitt I'm stunned you are certainly making up for lost time with all the lovely food on your blog

Mousie/Paisible said...

i love soup, find it so comforting and relaxing, especially when it's cold outside...can make it with nearly everything...but hubby doesn't like it...