Holy Moly Mother of Gods I made a delectable creole inspired soup last night. It was so easy and packed full of flavor.
The first crispy day in a while had me feeling like I should make something warm and soulful…and also get rid of some stuff in the fridge because we’re going out of town in a week. I went to the store and picked up corn on the cob, some chicken tenderloins, and half a pound of raw shrimp (which I had to peel).
Once home, I finely chopped half an onion, a clove of garlic, and a stalk of celery and sautéed that in some butter.
I let that go a few minutes while I chopped up four chicken tenderloins (the equivalent of maybe 3/4 of a chicken breast) and tossed them in a little salt and pepper. I added the chicken to the pot with about 1/4 -1/2 tsp of red pepper flake, and some chopped fresh basil and a tsp or so of dry basil.
After a few minutes I added about 2 cups of chicken stock and I just let that simmer for an hour or so until the chicken was tender. Then I added half a box of Tomato and Roasted Red Pepper Soup (found at Trader Joe’s), the kernels from a shaved ear of corn, 2 bay leafs, and some old bay seasoning. I let that go for another 30-40 minutes or so (really, just because I was waiting for CDR to get home. If you’re in a pinch…this could probably be made in only 45 min).
About ten minutes before CDR got home, I added the 1/2 pound of peeled shrimp, which i had lightly salted, peppered, and tossed with olive oil.
That cooked for about 8-10 minutes and then…DONE. It was probably the most full-bodied soup I have ever made and I attribute that largely to the boxed soup. Typically, I think those soups are very bland and flavorless, but when messed with can really be extraordinary.
The corn and shrimp added a delicious sweetness, and made it taste mildly chowder-y.
Oh…also…I made delicious individual cobblers for dessert. Yum-O.
Clearly, my heart is getting set to travel to the Cape because I’m just craving seafood 24/7. We’re leaving in six days and there’s a pretty good chance I already have 1/4 of a suitcase packed. SO PUMPED.
I posted this nearly a year ago from the Peter Pan Bus on my way to Woods Hole. I can’t believe how much has really happened in the past year. Holy cow! So much has happened, a lot has changed, and yet, so much has stayed the same.
I’m grateful to free myself for a week, and forget the hurt (and hopefully the sick) and crippling fears. I need a soul vacation.
No, I need to get to an ocean and out of Chicago.
Toodles, kids. Now, excuse me while I enjoy my peanut-butter swirl brownies.