Soups

  It is cold here in Huntington Beach–morning frost-on-the-roof cold. Even the intrepid Juliet, who has never met a walk she didn’t like, has found the wind and the cold daunting despite being clothed in her warmest turtle-neck sweater. Yesterday morning, when the winds were…

  What in the heck is farro? When I first (mis)heard the term on the radio while driving, my distracted mind went in all sorts of wrong directions—a bitter Woody Allen misalliance, a dark Coen Brothers comedy that gave   the Minnesota expression “you betcha”…

Soup’s on at my house. Again. What can I say? It is cold. It is rainy. This is perfect soup weather. This soup surprised me. Other than spinach and beet tops, I have to try really hard to love dark leafy greens, and, try as…

  I’ve been making this soup for more than twenty years and it is still one of my favorites. Few things are more comforting than a steaming bowl of this lentil soup on a blustery cold day–like today, for example. This is a pretty soup,…

    I’ve had a bit of trouble posting this blog entry but I think I finally have the right version posted this time. Earlier in the year, when I was toying with the idea of starting a food blog, I tested the waters by posting…

      The ancient Egyptians ate it. The Romans, too. Roman Emperor Augustus even coined a catchy phrase: “as quick as boiled asparagus!” to describe a quick action. (Apparently, those Romans  really knew how to kid around, although “as quick as boiled asparagus” sounds…

  My soup saga continues. With howling winds…OK maybe they are just harsh fingernails-on-the-chalkboard winds…punctuating my day, soup again seems in order and spicy soup at that. This is a recipe for a spicy corn and pea soup  that I’ve had on my desk for…

      Perhaps I should have named this blog Soup’s On.  I have posted a lot of soup recipes in this blog’s infancy. I confess that I always have been fascinated with the chemistry of soup. When the recipe is right, the flavors meld…

It is fall in Southern California. Finally. Every fall, when the air picks up the decided chill that signals our meagre change of seasons, my thoughts turn to the comfort of a bowl of hot soup. For me, few soups rival the sheer delight of potato…

    Happy O’Halloween from scary Juliet, my favorite witch. Look deeply into those big brown eyes and be very afraid. Juliet packs five pounds of ‘tude when she needs to. According to a book on one of my bookshelves, Halloween originated in 5th Century…