Monday, September 17, 2007

Shall we move to the dining room?



I failed to mention yesterday that Dave also brought a box of butternut squash to the farm with his tomatoes. This delighted me because I knew just the recipe for the squash: Sam and Marja's Butternut Squash Soup with Spicy Bourbon Sauce. I biked out to the farm around noon with a hot loaf of Pain de Campagne in my backpack for the HOPE CSA pastors that were meeting today, and made the return trip lugging some squash. When I got home I flipped through the pages of our Wedding Wine Shower binder to find the recipe, and after another bike ride around town for some errands (including a stop at the liquor store where the woman behind the counter called me "hon" a lot and made certain that I wasn't going to serve the soup cold) I was ready to cook.

I was also excited to make this soup because I think it could find its way onto the menu at the coffee shop (I wonder what the rules are about using liquor in cooking...). I may have to do a little tweaking, however. While the flavors were spot on, my soup came out extremely creamy, almost pudding-like. Sam and Marja (and anyone else who has made the soup), have you experienced the same thing? Do you have any suggestions? (I'm thinking a little chicken broth.)

Regardless of how it may work in the coffee shop, it was delicious tonight. Kira and I scooped it up with pieces of sourdough. And the best part is, now I've got some "leftover ingredients" to sip on while Kira is at rehearsal. Thanks Sam and Marja!

3 Comments:

Blogger Jane said...

Complete with a tennis match, planting grass seed, and building a website, our evening left us little time for meal-making. Fortunately, we had some fabulous left-overs from last night's feed.

Thanks for sharing your Monday night meal with us! See you tomorrow!

Love,
Jane

8:54 PM  
Blogger Kira and Zach said...

Gotta love those leftovers...and websites. When are ya'll going to drop beckernelson.com on us?

Coincidentally, Kira and I had a tennis match scheduled last night, too, but at the last minute my bursitis started acting up...or maybe it was my chondromalacia.

We're looking forward to tonight. Pizza night!

Zach

9:42 AM  
Blogger A Good Meal said...

Listen to all you tennis playing athletes! I don't know how to get a sweet tag line so it says: Sam and Marja said . . .

Why am I stupid 'A Good Meal'? Can anyone help me?

5:15 PM  

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