So I wasn’t gonna write about this not so delicious kale and white bean soup I made, but since I just got back from a weekend visiting my 21 year old sister in her mountainous college town, this soup will have to do, as I mostly just ate breakfast sandwiches while there. (I will also blame the lame title on my recent lack of sleep and any other mistakes in this post.)
Now, the soup isn’t bad enough to be featured on Friday Fuck Ups, but it just wasn’t that amazing either. I’m really blogging about it so I can hopefully have some soup pros tell me how I could have made this better.
It started by sauteing half a diced onion. When the onions were soft and translucent, I added in chicken broth, kale (red russian variety bought at the Mt. P farmers market – and don’t even get me started at how much I’m going to miss it when it closes this month), great northern beans and a few springs of dried thyme. And then added in salt and pepper and a few dashes of Maggi seasoning sauce. But I just didn’t love. While I was trying to figure out how to spruce it up, 80 called me during a break from class and suggested adding crema Mexicana (akin to creme fraiche.)
With that new idea, I decided to pour about 1/3 to 1/2 of the soup into another bowl, added in cooked brown rice and a few spoonfuls of the cream and immersion blended the fucker. I then added it back to the rest of the soup and let it finish heating through. And then I tried it and added more salt and pepper. And then I tried it again and added more salt and pepper. And then I realized how late it was getting and decided I’d just eat it as is. It was fine. I had some for dinner, poured one portion into tupperware for lunch and threw the rest in the freezer to bring home to my mom over Thanksgiving. She loves all soups.
And I have to give this blog some credit. I’m sure her’s turned out much better.