I am never going to like soup.
In fact, when I even think about
It baffles me too, don't try to wrap your head around it, I've tried, it is what it is.
I think it's the broth with other things floating around in it that makes it so unappealing.
My meals should be hearty, not to be able to be consumed through a straw.
I do like stew though and I cook with soups (creamy ones mostly), go figure.
Analization gets me no where. (don't look up that word, it's not in there)
Here's where it gets interesting though.
I am compelled to make stock, broth if you will.
I'm not going to use it as a base for another soup like noodles and such, nope, won't do it.
I want it for my sauces, for boiling my rice or risotto, for veggie flavoring.
I know, weird right?
So I make this turkey the other night (for the first time ever btw) and wouldn't you believe but I decided I should really do something culinary like make stock.
Here I go, throwing in the carcass, some onions, garlic, carrots, celery, leftover asparagus ends (the woody parts) bay leaves, green and black peppercorns, fresh thyme and a touch of salt with enough water to cover the dead bird remains.
The smell in my house was miraculous! WHY can I not enjoy soup when it smells so divine?!
Oh and help me find room in my freezer for the 6 containers plus 4 ice cube trays.
I'm Listening to: People Are Strange - the Doors