Step one: Look at the recipe to figure out what you need to buy. This was pretty easy. I basically just needed to pick up the potatoes, celery, and apple. (We have plenty of apples at the house, but we didn't have the specified type, and I wanted to follow the recipe to the t.)
Step two: Start heating the sweet potatoes in the oven as you prepare the rest of the ingredients. This is where it became a little tricky. The potatoes weren't a problem, but upon looking at the recipe closer, I saw it asked for a stalk of celery. I originally thought a stalk was one singular branch or stick you pull off of the whole bunch, but when asking my mom for clarification, she said to use the whole bunch. At the time it didn't occur to me to seek further clarification online. So I dutifully cut up a ridiculous amount of celery, along with a Granny Smith apple and an onion.
After looking at a large saucepan exploding with celery, I rethought what I was doing. It didn't look right. And besides, the recipe I was making was called "Roasted Sweet Potato and Apple Soup," not "Roasted Sweet Potato and a %$@# Load of Celery." I decided to take out a sizable amount of celery before adding the partially baked sweet potatoes, but there was still about half to two-thirds of the original amount left.
Step three: Add the sweet potatoes and water, continuing to heat. Easiest step. Anytime I get to smell sweet potatoes and sneak some is good. And scooping their insides out of the skin was easier than I thought it would be.
Step four: Blend. I used my cheap handheld blender, which I bought in the spring for fruit smoothies. It blended well, except for spraying the hot liquid all over the counter, my shirt, my arms, and my face. After a while I developed a technique that proved less hazardous.
Step five: Taste. I took a bite. It tasted okay, but the celery was overpowering. The whole point was to have sweet potato soup, not celery soup with some sweet potatoes added in. The sweet potato coloring was there, as well as some of the texture, but I basically made "Celery Soup (w/ a little sweet potato)." Mom had a whole bowl before going to bed and said it was good.
Step six: Clean up and sit back. I gave the recipe another lookover and noticed it claimed to take one hour, start to finish. Nope. It was definitely over two hours. But next time, with the new knowledge of what a "stalk" is, I should do better.
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Sounds like fun. Kind of.
I haven't cooked anything in...well I might have made mac & cheese sometime in the past year...but that would be about it.
Finished my lunch. One bite of the stuff isn't bad, but a whole serving? Mmmm... no. I'm going to have a nightmare tonight in which stalks of celery staulk me, then tie me up and feed me to their king. And I also managed to overdo the pepper. When I go home, I will declare the soup "commununity" property: eater beware!
Celeries have a king?
Well, their leaves on top do look like a crown. They can at least exist in my head.
On the pepper... I didn't know that seasoned pepper (which I used) is stronger than regular pepper (which was in the recipe). When I told Mom, she couldn't get over it. "I can't believe you... [chuckle, chuckle]."
I am determined to make the soup again before the end of the fall, with it turning out as the recipe intends.
hold on... I don't think your mom has much room to laugh about your pepper faux pas... she is, after all, the one who told you to use the whole bunch of celery when the recipe only called for a stalk... that part seemed pretty obvious to me. Not that I'm a cooking expert or anything. But still.
Pauline, it's nice to know that you're on my side. Although Mom did apologize for misguiding me. No hard feelings.
And Pauline! The last few times I drove by your parents' house I saw their "House Divided" banner/flag for IU and Purdue. Makes me smile.
Haha. For some reason my mom really gets a kick out of the whole house divided thing.
Also, happy mole day! Remember that from high school chem class, Emily? You were in my class, right?
Yeah, I remember (from you reminding me). I remember Mrs. Dill telling a moleassess joke. I didn't really like chemistry (or any other science class). I've tried to block it... :) The best chem memory was probably Katie almost catching herself on fire.
Hahaha... yeah, I remember that... I guess that's what happens when you wear fake nails during chem lab. Also, you, me, and Katie in a lab group together was probably not the brightest idea... I think all three of us are slightly lacking when it comes to coordination :)
My best mole day memory is from college, playing "pin the exponent on Avogadro's number" at a chem dept Mole Day/Halloween party. Soooo nerdy...
And now I've identified myself as a nerd. Drat. I promise I'm really not *that* nerdy...
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