Another not so aptly titled blog entry but in some ways it’s correct.
I should start by saying that this is definitely not a cookery blog, but there may be a hint of that as we go along, much like today. If you manage to read all of today’s spouting there will indeed be a recipe at the end for the titular carrot soup.
This week has been quite tiresome, not in a bad way if that even makes sense, just in the sense that everything has been tiresome and necessary to do even the enjoyment of these things seemed to be missing something. What could it be I asked myself every day the same thing, lack of time, even though the clocks would indicate otherwise, then it dawned on me. Procrastination! Yes that killer of productivity that we all enjoy so much, like eating ice-cream, it is enjoyable, but is it productive? A glass of wine? Oh my yes I’d love one, relaxing in your favourite chair sipping and savouring the wine perhaps some delightful meaningless banter that everyone laughs at, smiles all around the room.
All such pleasant things but, what are you doing? Enjoying yourself, forging new friendships, reinforcing old ones. As endearing as these things are they have one thing in common, eaters of time!
Finding the right balance can be a problem and so today I realised that I had neglected things, cooking was one of them and so off to the kitchen to be creative with soup. My book! My writing! I protested, a pointless thing to do as arguing with yourself rarely brings coherent results. As the onions were sweating in the pan (rather like myself in our current season), as I chopped carrots, the words and images for the book started to swirl around in my head and then arrange themselves neatly like the cubes of carrot on the chopping board. Then of course I threw them into the pan and swirled them round whereupon they disintegrated into the mixture and my ideas also became dissarrayed. Adding a spoonful of thyme to the mixture, its sweet aroma wafted up and hit my senses, calming, ordering adding structure once again but again the structure was wrong. Simply one word after another will not do! Adding the stock and stirring it all up, the swirling pools of vegetables and herbs formed little pockets that flowed and merged into a fluid wholeness that was the makings of a hopefully nourishing soup, I turned down the heat, replaced the lid and headed for the computer and applied all that I had learned from this process to my continuing story. Will the recipe turn out well? The proof will be in the reading.
The soup finished and consumed felt good in my stomach.
Cream of carrot soup.
1 medium Onion chopped
5 large carrots diced or roughly chopped
1.5 ltrs of stock or water plus stock cubes etc Or 1 lt if using next ingredient.
0.5 ltr milk (semi skimmed for my diet)
2 Spoons of white cornflour
1 teaspoon Thyme
Quarter of a teaspoon of curry powder (Yes, Really.)
Half a teaspoon of freshly ground black pepper.
Heat a little oil in a deep saucepan add the onions and fry on a low heat for 6-10 minutes.
Add the diced carrot and the herbs/spices. turn up the heat and fry for a few minutes more.
Add the stock and boil until the carrot is sort or as I did until the liquid had reduced by almost a third. Remove from the heat and blend, I use a stick mixer. At this point mix the cornflour with the milk and add to the soup. Return to the heat and bring back to the boil slowly. Eat!