8 Soups to Fill You Up Without Weighing You Down. Soupe de Carottes, Patate Douce, et Haricots Blancs (Carrot, Sweet Potato, and White Bean Soup) (french version first, english version directly below) Cela fait la première fois que j'écris en français sur mon site, donc excusez-moi s'il y a beaucoup de fautes!
Il faut dire que je suis un peu fanatique au sujet de soupe, particulièrement en hiver quand j'ai toujours froid et je n'ai jamais envie d'aller au dehors; a mon avis rien n'est mieux que de me plonger sur mon fauteuil avec un bon bol de soupe. J'adore les soupes de patate douce, ou bien tous les repas de patate douces, parce que cette légume qui se ressemble aux pommes de terres mais qui est plus sucrée et plus crémeuse est bien pour la santé comme pour le palais.
>Celeriac and Potato Soup with Garlic, Ginger, and Thyme. I’ve been kicking myself into high gear when it comes to making meals and dishes that feature foods that are local and seasonal.
The value of doing so is obvious not only for health reasons but for sustainability purposes – let’s all save some gas and money by eating foods that haven’t travelled very far to reach us, and to boot let’s make food that’s the freshest we can get our hands on. It was with this mentality that my soup featuring celeriac, otherwise known as celery root and belonging to the celery family, came to fruition. I have no qualms in admitting that until this week celeriac intimidated me, mainly importantly because celeriac resembles what I imagine the inside of a brain to look like. I picked one up a few days ago at the Marché Saxe-Breteuil, which was covered in dirt and whose numerous folds and canks made me nervous, anxious, and uneasy about what was contained inside.
Below is a photo of celeriac after its porous and wrinkly skin had been sliced off. 1 tbsp olive oil. Tartelette. With the temperatures well into the 90s already, it's crazy to feel that Spring almost feels like a distant memory.
But it is. Almost. I know how short the seasons can be for fruits and vegetables when I am able to find asparagus at the farmers market one week and hardly the next. I love seeing the display of these vibrant green or sometimes purple stalks. Asparagus season always brings about fond memories of Sunday dinners back home in France. However, there are enough salads and vinaigrette in my Southern warm life to want to change things up. Tartelette. Soupe à l'Oignon Gratinée - French Onion Soup. I don't want to complain about being tired, especially since I spent the morning learning how to make, and of course getting to taste, millefeuilles au chocolat with milk chocolate and whipped cream fillings, along with chocolate spoons and chocolate champagne flutes that were equally sinful and delicious.
There are certainly many worse ways to spend a few hours on a Tuesday morning! Rustic Cabbage Soup Recipe. Every few weeks I get in my car, cash in pocket, and drive to a pre-determined location.
This is where I meet my dealer. I turn over a wad of greenbacks and she hands off a huge bag of the good stuff. Most of the time I don't really know exactly what I'm paying for. I scurry back to my car, drop the booty in the trunk, peel back the plastic and peer inside. If I'm lucky a neighborhood streetlight will be nearby to illuminate the contents of the bag. But before I get too far ahead of myself on the soup front, let me tell you a bit more about Mariquita Farm and what Andy and Julia are doing. This isn't a CSA, it's more guerilla than that. With out sounding too mushy, this is just one more reason I love living in San Francisco. A note to any Mariquita fans in SF: The Mariquita laptop was stolen and their mailing list was lost entirely. A few related links: - Mariquita Farm (website) - The Ladybug Letter (Mariquita blog) - Julia's blog - Mariquita Farm's Mysterious Thurdays Serves 4.
Potato-Leek Soup Recipe. I don’t think I’ve ever made a New Year’s resolution.
Even if I did, I likely didn’t have much success sticking with any of them, so I just don’t bother with them anymore. Usually resolutions involve quickly-forgotten rules about eating better, losing weight, and saving money. (Which is probably why I never make them in the first place.) Red Lentil Soup Recipe. I tend to follow the sun around the house each day.
From room to room, not unlike a cat. I like how it warms cushions on the couch in the morning, streams into my breakfast bowl at the kitchen counter not long after that, and then beckons me to the office through our west-facing window later in the afternoon. On particularly nice days I like to take my lunch out onto the back porch, settle into one of the mossy, rain-damaged chairs, close my eyes, and let the sun shine through my eyelids for a minute or two.