Once upon a time —–well actually once upon a time MULTIPLE times—– I swore I would measure and write down what spices and ingredients I was using, as I was actually executing a new recipe. Soooooo what part of me doesn’t listen? Apparently I have a well developed Inner Child who is also a bon vivant. Sigh. If you hear me wincing while you are reading this, it is because I cut my finger. My Inner Child not only doesn’t listen, but sometimes she is careless too.
Anyway I was in the kitchen monkeying around—-Ha, explains my choice of this delightful Franz Porcelain Teapot—with a new soup recipe. I had an idea to use a 16 oz can of pumpkin and a 16 oz can of coconut milk as a starter base. Aha texture, this soup needs texture. So I cooked 1 cup of Royal Blend Texmati mix with red rice and lentils in 2 cups of beef broth and a 1/2 cup of water. So far so good. It all started to slip sideways, when I had a flash of inspiration to use that 1 cup or maybe it was a 1 1/2 cups of finely chopped broccoli languishing in the fridge.
But I sucked it up and pulled it together. I cooked the Texmati mix and broccoli until done. Then I dumped in the pumpkin and coconut milk. Oh baby it was just the right consistency. Victory dance! Celebrate! Celebrate! Dance to the music! Of course I had to taste it. Gack! Double Gack! No problemo, Senora Mama Goose. It’s time to add a few spices. That’s another of my sub personalities talking—think Antonio Banderas, who can solve all problems with flourish.
That’s when resolve stepped off the path and rolled down into a ravine. It happens every time my Inner Child gets together with Antonio. Those two never measure anything. Out came the dashes of nutmeg and ginger, at least a teaspoon of salt. Then a touch of garlic powder, red pepper and smoked paprika and sprinklings of garam masala. Stop it you two! We have to measure! My pleadings only increased the frenzy of tastings. More garlic, another nutmeg sprinkle and definitely more garam masala.
This tale of woe does not have a happy ending. The soup was superb! I ate it out on my deck on a glorious evening looking at my gorgeous garden. But unless I take some of the soup to a lab, this recipe will never be replicated. What a shame.