Late last night I took a bad photo of this delicious soup that I made. Those of who know French Husband know that he eats anything, always cleans his plate, never complains, inhales his food at a nerve-wracking rate and if you ask him what he ate or what it taste like he usually says, "Delicious and banana." In fact, he says everything tastes like banana, of course, he says that in jest, but it simply means he inhaled it and did not taste it.
I am happy he never complains, loves to eat and is easy to cook for.
Last night's soup was no exception to his usual behavior. An error of mine is that I cook without a plan or a recipe. French Husband sweetly chides, "Oh please tell me you know how to make this again?" In which case I then try to make it three or four times in a row just to remember it.
Last night's soup started with…
A fresh head of broccoli
Several green onions, green and all
Three carrots
I had a baby size zucchini and a hand full of lamb's lettuce (Annie would say, "When you are making soup at some lettuce.") so they joined their friends
Celery salt
A clove of garlic
A bunch of parsley
No broth, though water barely covering, bring to a boil and then simmered until tender.
Before emulsifying
add a spoonful of almond butter, cardamon
and cardamon,
Followed by a fourth of a cup of coconut milk.
Serve hot.
Oh so yum.
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