"Jenny's cookbook is full of heart and soul" Chef Michael Smith

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Creamy Broccoli Soup

This time last year: Kale and Swiss Chard with Caramelized Onions and Chicken Penne with Greens and Raspberries


When do we become confident soup makers?  When do we become confident cooks for that matter, counting on regular success in the kitchen and perhaps even believing that cooking is something we should do for a living?   For something so basic to our survival, it is astonishing how much practice it takes to become a really good cook.  Take soup.  I know that if I start with some chopped onions, some garlic, and a few basic ingredients that I can make something delicious.  But it wasn't always that way.

I had already mastered a few basics when I left home: macaroni and cheese, pancakes, stirfry.  But far away on the other side of the country, I missed my mother's chicken soup.  And she couldn't really tell me how to make it, because she Just Made It.  Also, I was vegetarian at the time, so I couldn't admit it. 

I was working at my first real cooking job, at a bowling alley on Saltspring Island, British Columbia.  I didn't have a phone, or a house for that matter, but I had a job.  I'd wake up each morning in my tent, shower at the marina down the road, and head in.  If I was late, my boss would call the woman who owned the land I was camping on, and she would holler at me from her house up the hill.  Kings Lane Recreation was a combination bowling alley/pool hall/arcade/restaurant beloved by Ganges locals.  The food was great.  Turkeys were continuously roasted, halibut filleted by hand for fish and chips, dough for butter tarts rolled out and filled.  And big pots of soup were made from scratch.

After working for the owner,  Ruth,  for a while, I progressed from counter girl to gravy maker to full time cook.  Following recipes that had been used for years, I slowly gained confidence in soup-making and most other kitchen duties.  I also learned a great deal about being a boss and business owner. Ruth was generous, kind, crazy, and bursting with love for her family and community.  She could flirt like nobody's business and always kept tubes of lipstick by the sink for applying when the rush of hardworking men would come in for lunch.  I think of her whenever I choose the heel of the bread for my sandwich at work (it'd go to waste otherwise) or hire someone with no experience just because I like them.  That's how Ruth would do it.

When I moved back home to NS, Ruth and I kept in touch.  She was the last person I regularly corresponded with by mail and I looked forward to her letters filled with news about her amazing children, travels with her husband, and Saltspring gossip.  Now it's only every few years that we check up on each other, but I'll always remember her taking a chance on me and giving me a start in the right direction.


Cream of Broccoli Soup

Choose a lovely bunch of local broccoli for this soup.  That's the secret to its success!

1 large bunch Broccoli
3 C. Water or Stock
1 1/2 t. Salt
3 T. Butter
1 medium Onion, diced
2 cloves Garlic, minced
1/4 C. Flour
2 C. Milk (I use 1 or 2%)
Optional: 1/2 to 1 C. grated Cheddar

Cut the broccoli from the main stem and peel the stem.  Cut all the broccoli into 1/4" pieces.  Put them in a pot along with the water or stock and the salt.  Bring to a boil over high heat, then remove from the heat and set aside for now.  Heat the butter in a large soup pot over medium heat and add the onions.  Stir and cook for about ten minutes, until the onions are tender and golden, then add the garlic and the flour.  Let cook for a minute, then whisk in the milk.   Stir or whisk continuously as it thickens and begins to bubble.  Add the broccoli and its cooking water and stir to combine.  Let the soup simmer for at least a few minutes, adding the optional cheese and lots of black pepper.  Enjoy in the company of good people.

4 comments:

  1. "Enjoy in the company of good people." The perfect final instruction for any beloved recipe :)

    I love making soup, and honestly felt that I had arrived when I made my first pot of hearty, veggie stew off the top of my head. I'd kill for a bowl of yours right now, especially with this awful weather we're having! Comfort food is the only cure.

    You're a wonderful story-teller! Tell us more!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Great story, Jen! - And thanks for feeding your Mom & I that incredibly rich-tasting soup for supper! It tastes like there's so much more to it - but I guess that's the secret to being a great and confident cook.

    ReplyDelete
  3. The part in your story about the lipstick reminds me of a poster at Andrew's work that says, "I just put on a little lipstick and I feel fine." He always quotes it with a falsetto voice and a southern accent. lol I didn't know this about you, btw. Great story!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Aimee-Thank you for the encouragement and kind words you have written, and the incredible sushi feast today! I am lucky to have found a new friend.
    Dad-Love you, it's great to see your comment here. It's a great memory and a fun story to tell.
    Sue-The poster would've been a perfect fit for the bowling alley kitchen. The lipstick always did the trick for Ruth, and customers leaving the restaurant would often have red lip prints on their cheeks. Seemed to have a positive effect on them, too! I'll have to ask Andrew for a special performance when I see you next:)

    ReplyDelete

Leave your comments, cooking questions or great local food tips here!