A hearty soup to warm you up on even the coldest days…
Last Tuesday was a ‘bitterly’ cold winter’s day in the tropical north : 16 – 19 C. Actually, it was an upside down day with 19C being registered at 1am and 16C chilling the bones at 1pm.
In other words, a perfect soup day. This soup takes me back to my childhood and the smells of my nonna’s kitchen. A simple soup in some respects but full of flavour.
Later in my life, I made sense of this soup in a cultural and historical context. A hundred years ago in rural Europe, farmers cooked and ate by the seasons and learnt to make a meagre meal stretch further. Meat was not everyday fare and what little a family had, was always made to go a long way. My Catalan grandmother spoke of the daily vegetable soup and the 1 sardine, 10 to 12 cm long which would feed the family. The…
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