Roasted Potato Leek Soup
- By Katie Roche
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- 27 Oct, 2018
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Let me just say, this was a relatively normal-seeming recipe the execution of which resulted in more interesting situations than I could ever have thought it would. The first of these interesting situations occurred on my ItemQuest, which I did at Meijer. This is a Me, Myself, and Ina field trip to Plainfield, IN again - Hurricane Florence was projected to hit Columbia, SC, where we live, and because Dan was still out of the country, I got the heck out of the path of a hurricane. Mostly, my departure was about saving the salmon I worked so hard to catch in Alaska from any potential power outages. It wasn't a terrified meltdown in which I decided on a whim to drive all the way to Indiana at 2:30 in the afternoon on a Wednesday. Just kidding. It totally was. But the salmon came with me. My sister's house in Plainfield is also sort of the birthplace of Me, Myself, and Ina so it's always nice to work from there.
Off to Meijer! Mostly normal stuff - potatoes, leeks, etc. - and then some stuff I'm not used to buying - white wine and crème fraiche. When Ina says to buy a "dry white wine", I genuinely have no idea what makes a wine dry or what that even means, because I don't drink wine that often and when I do it's not white. Cue me standing in the middle of the wine aisle at Meijer, obstructing it while I Google what kinds of white wines are dry; lots of Midwesterners were passing behind me saying "Ope!" I ultimately chose chardonnay because Google said it was good for cooking a "cream sauce, gravy, or chicken" as opposed to Pinot Grigio, which it recommends for pairing with shellfish. This is neither of those things, but seemed closer to the first.
After securing the rest of my items, I hunted all over the vastness of Meijer for crème fraiche and I've gotta say - I've got a bone to pick with Indiana on this one. Why the heck does the dairy capital of America, whose groceries all stock like fifteen different types of chocolate milk, not have this product? I couldn't find it at Meijer, Kroger, or even Fresh Thyme which is like a slightly less bougie Whole Foods. After consulting The Kitchn (as usual) I learned that crème fraiche is basically fancy sour cream with a slightly higher fat content so I bought some sour cream. Goodness knows we're not hurting for fat content cooking through an Ina Garten cookbook.
Anyway, when I got to the register, a kid named Stephen H scanned my groceries and got really excited when he checked my ID for the wine and found out we're birthday buddies. (This is the kind of friend I'll never make in South Carolina - they don't check IDs ANYWHERE...shoot, either that or they just think I look old but I have it on GOOD AUTHORITY from the kids I practice hockey with that I don't look a day over 15. Heh.) Stephen H then asked me, as boys who work at grocery stores are wont to do, to identify various of my produce items and then asked if my shallots were figs. "You'd never eat a fig again if you saw what I saw about figs on the Discovery channel", Stephen H tells me. He says they're shiny because they're coated in "a secretion from bees". I have not yet looked further into this, as I was not buying figs, but will get back to you guys on it if and when I do buy figs. Nevertheless, I appreciated this food-TMI from Stephen H. The grocery store really is full of characters.
Off to Meijer! Mostly normal stuff - potatoes, leeks, etc. - and then some stuff I'm not used to buying - white wine and crème fraiche. When Ina says to buy a "dry white wine", I genuinely have no idea what makes a wine dry or what that even means, because I don't drink wine that often and when I do it's not white. Cue me standing in the middle of the wine aisle at Meijer, obstructing it while I Google what kinds of white wines are dry; lots of Midwesterners were passing behind me saying "Ope!" I ultimately chose chardonnay because Google said it was good for cooking a "cream sauce, gravy, or chicken" as opposed to Pinot Grigio, which it recommends for pairing with shellfish. This is neither of those things, but seemed closer to the first.
After securing the rest of my items, I hunted all over the vastness of Meijer for crème fraiche and I've gotta say - I've got a bone to pick with Indiana on this one. Why the heck does the dairy capital of America, whose groceries all stock like fifteen different types of chocolate milk, not have this product? I couldn't find it at Meijer, Kroger, or even Fresh Thyme which is like a slightly less bougie Whole Foods. After consulting The Kitchn (as usual) I learned that crème fraiche is basically fancy sour cream with a slightly higher fat content so I bought some sour cream. Goodness knows we're not hurting for fat content cooking through an Ina Garten cookbook.
Anyway, when I got to the register, a kid named Stephen H scanned my groceries and got really excited when he checked my ID for the wine and found out we're birthday buddies. (This is the kind of friend I'll never make in South Carolina - they don't check IDs ANYWHERE...shoot, either that or they just think I look old but I have it on GOOD AUTHORITY from the kids I practice hockey with that I don't look a day over 15. Heh.) Stephen H then asked me, as boys who work at grocery stores are wont to do, to identify various of my produce items and then asked if my shallots were figs. "You'd never eat a fig again if you saw what I saw about figs on the Discovery channel", Stephen H tells me. He says they're shiny because they're coated in "a secretion from bees". I have not yet looked further into this, as I was not buying figs, but will get back to you guys on it if and when I do buy figs. Nevertheless, I appreciated this food-TMI from Stephen H. The grocery store really is full of characters.
First, I peeled my potatoes so I could get them roasting since that was going to take almost an hour. I used Yukon Golds and am partial to them. Potato varieties can be more starchy (russets) or waxy (new potatoes) and a Yukon Gold is a good in-between. I was mocked at one point in my life by both my husband and our best friends for telling one of them that he or she bought the wrong type of potato for something I was cooking but there are tons of articles on this, and just go ahead and try to make a potato salad with russets. Good luck with that.
Then I rinsed and chopped my leeks, which were particularly sandy/dirty. I put mine in a sieve when I rinse them, just to keep them contained.
Once I got all of this roasting, I started prepping my shallots for their lengthy bath in oil. I employed the services of my 5-year-old nephew, JAM, because I just knew he would enjoy popping out the rings of the shallots after I sliced them. He is truly the most meticulous child on the planet.
These needed to fry for almost an hour as well so we heated up the oil to the temperature Ina specified and let them go. I have some trepidation about frying things, which I have tried to overcome for the sake of homemade donuts, but this is because Dan and I once tried a Chick-Fil-A copycat recipe with peanut oil in our Dutch oven, and didn't have the correct read on our thermometer; as soon as we dropped the chicken in the peanut oil to fry, it literally turned black and we almost started a fire in our apartment. We've come so far since those days.
At the end of the roasting process, you're supposed to deglaze the sheet pan with some stock and the white wine, and I neglected to consider the fact that my sister and her family do not partake of the alcohol and so do not own a wine opener. My brother-in-law problem-solved.
Finally, you pretty much just puree everything. My sister has a Breville food processor which I really dig. Ina says to do it in batches and we thought we were better than her and made a volume judgment that we could do it all at once. We were wrong and the Breville was leaking soup.
All in all, this was a lot to go through for potato soup and my main feelings about it are these: 1) it was salty which, if I'm saying that, it was s-a-l-t-y. My relationship to salt is similar to that of a child's relationship with ketchup; I use it excessively, even on foods that maybe do not need it. 2) I have had potato soups that I prefer over this one, mainly because I personally don't feel like the roast-y flavor belongs, and I definitely don't feel like it's what people are expecting when you tell them you're serving potato soup. The crispy shallot topping, however, is DELICIOUS and if I could buy crispy shallots as a side dish at a restaurant, I definitely would.
Wherever the sainted cows live that make Ina her crème fraiche - I salute them. I assume that, wherever they are, they're busy becoming the grass-fed beef we will be enjoying in later chapters.
Wherever the sainted cows live that make Ina her crème fraiche - I salute them. I assume that, wherever they are, they're busy becoming the grass-fed beef we will be enjoying in later chapters.
For this post, I wanted to combine two summertime flavors into the crisp recipe one of my oldest Alaskan friends passed on to me years ago. Rhubarb, if you're unfamiliar, is a reddish stalk that kind of resembles really big celery. It's very tart and is most commonly paired with strawberry. I've rarely seen it star in its own show dessert-wise, but my friend Kylee has been making rhubarb crisp for years and it's the best crisp I know of. Blueberries are usually in season in late summer; I have not been home for a blueberry season since Dan's last deployment in 2018 so in order to make this recipe I actually used blueberries from a friend's parents' farm in upstate SC! They're a little sweeter than the blueberries I'd have picked at home, but they worked well. I'm going to pretend like I was actually picking blueberries at home in Alaska for the purpose of showing you what that would look like.
I was getting all ready to write this post, going through my process with photos starting in my kitchen when I realized that a lot of my friends probably don't know what fireweed is or where it comes from and this recipe actually starts far, far away from my kitchen. This will be the first of a few posts highlighting iconic Alaskan ingredients. I've wanted to do this for a while because my home inspires me in so many ways, writing and cooking particular among them. Fireweed is a wildflower that is rather ubiquitous in southcentral Alaska and is often considered a gauge for how long summer will last. It is said that when the blooms reach the top of the plant, winter is six weeks away. Whether or not that's accurate, fireweed is found all over in late summer in Alaska. Here is some I spotted in mid-July by Eklutna Lake:
If you know Dan and me very well, you probably know by now that if our life were a sitcom, he'd low-key be the funniest character. Because that is true, I thought I'd include his bottom ten with accompanying remarks before giving the actual bottom ten. His are hilarious, but aren't as legitimate as mine because he actually tried way fewer of these than one might think. I realized as he was flipping through the book that my old coworker Cam probably ate more of these foods than anyone else did. The overarching theme of Dan's song of Ina Garten hatred is not the actual taste of the finished product but more how asinine he finds that particular recipe to be. So here you are, Dan's bottom ten.
#1: Butternut Squash Soup
#1: Butternut Squash Soup
You guys asked for my top ten from the blog, so here we go! And I'm thinking that what you *really* want is actually the bottom ten, so I'll go ahead and give you those next week. That post will probably be A LOT funnier. While preparing to write this post, I had Dan flip through the cookbook to give me HIS top ten and he was all disgruntled as he did so and only came up with eight that he even liked at all. "I'm not a picky eater!" he insists. Yeah ok. Although to be fair, I've seen some cookbooks I would only make, like, one thing out of and plenty I'd make nothing out of, though sometimes that's because I find the chef so annoying. @ the Pioneer Woman. I just don't trust someone who puts sour cream in spaghetti and then bakes it. Plus all her recipe intros are about, like, Ladd or Tadd or whatever the heck her husband's name is "coming in from the fields starving for dinner". If I came in from working in a field and you tried to give me sour cream spaghetti, I'd be like, "How about a hot pocket instead? Thx." Anyway, this is not Dan's blog so these are not his top ten. You can ask him which ones he liked, but you'll end up in a long convo about how much he hates Ina Garten. Anyway, these are not ranked or anything, they're just in order from the cookbook.
So with that, #1: Juice of a Few Flowers
So with that, #1: Juice of a Few Flowers
It was Sunday afternoon and I thought to myself, "What a perfect time to make jam!" I mean, how positively quaint: just sitting in my home in suburbia, finished with weekend chores, relaxing with some knitting...why not? Why not make some jam? I mean, obviously my afternoon-kitchen-activity was directed toward jam-making because it was next up in the book BUT whatever, I was kind of excited! Also, this is the last recipe in this book!!! I'm still in the process of deciding what I'll do now, so if there's something you'd like me to make and tell you about in my own fashion - you know, with lots of tangents and jokes - please do let me know! I'll likely continue to tackle Ina content, but may start including some recipe faves and/or foods people text me about a lot! I get a lot of cake questions, a LOT of frosting questions (because meringue buttercream is bae and I've got everyone in my social circles who eats my food on board), and a lot of fish questions. So look for more food to come, even though this is the last recipe in Back to Basics.
We went to Publix to ItemQuest for this and Dan said, "Don't we already have strawberries???" And I had to confess that I had eaten them all because it's honestly amazing how good fruit can be when it's 1) in season, 2) somewhat local, and 3) not ludicrously expensive. I'm about to travel home to Alaska for about a month, and it's going to put a real damper on my current fruit-snacking habits when I go into Fred Meyer for some strawbs and they're like, $7/lb and already trying to be moldy. Also needed blueberries (partly for the jam, mostly for the snax), one Granny Smith apple, and more superfine sugar. Publix had all of these things, plus about a million old people 'cause Sunday + Publix = Old People City.
We went to Publix to ItemQuest for this and Dan said, "Don't we already have strawberries???" And I had to confess that I had eaten them all because it's honestly amazing how good fruit can be when it's 1) in season, 2) somewhat local, and 3) not ludicrously expensive. I'm about to travel home to Alaska for about a month, and it's going to put a real damper on my current fruit-snacking habits when I go into Fred Meyer for some strawbs and they're like, $7/lb and already trying to be moldy. Also needed blueberries (partly for the jam, mostly for the snax), one Granny Smith apple, and more superfine sugar. Publix had all of these things, plus about a million old people 'cause Sunday + Publix = Old People City.
I was glad Ina gave me something easy for this week, because I was packing for Alaska and just *did not have the time* to mess with hunting lobsters or weird cheeses from the internet or whatever. ItemQuest was fairly straightforward, just took Dan a trip to the liquor store next to the Publix for some limoncello. I grabbed this particular lemon curd in the British aisle of Publix; I think last time an Ina recipe called for lemon curd I bought it from Trader Joe's and it was DISGUSTING. I mean, truly awful. I would like to recommend making your own lemon curd if you have the time and the inclination. Ina's lemon curd recipe is phenomenal and it is one thing for which I can say she is truly correct: homemade is BETTER and store-bought is not at all as good. The most beloved cupcakes I have ever made were filled with Ina's lemon curd, and had the lemon curd mixed into the meringue buttercream frosting. HIGHLY RECOMMEND!!! Anyway, the rest of this was fruit that I had on hand, mint, and Greek yogurt which we did have to buy because I don't, as a rule, eat Greek yogurt of my own free will. It's chalky and disgusting.
Dates are something I honestly never even thought about until I did Whole 30. I have mentioned my Whole 30 experience several times over the course of this journey through Back to Basics, but if you're new to reading the blog, this is what happened: I did Whole 30 one time, just to prove that I could, because salvation-by-diet apologists were obsessed with it as the newest fad in righteous eating practices. It was a terrible experience; on top of hating every minute of it for myself and finding exactly zero wellness benefits, I also hated it for Dan who was not allowed to eat popcorn for 30 days. Dan is in love with popcorn; his addiction to it is almost at the level of my addiction to coffee. He gets rage-y without it. But anyway, Whole 30 recipes are big into dates as sweeteners and some of the things you can eat, like Lara Bars, are made with dates. Dates are impossibly chewy. I ate more of them in that 30 days than I ever wanted to, and now when I see them in recipes I can't help but think of that Whole 30. Fortunately for me, I got to begin this recipe by chopping TWO CUPS' worth of dates. Oh, they also kind of look like cockroach bodies, so there's that. The only thing I actually had to get at the store for this was oranges! I had everything else on hand, even Cointreau, thanks to many previous Ina recipes.
Alright so, I'm not the Muffin Man. I don't really make a whole lot of muffins, for a lot of reasons, one of the main ones being that on the rankings of breakfast foods they definitely do not crack the top five, maybe not even the top ten. If I have an option for a bagel or a waffle, I'll pick one of them over a muffin every single time. I also prefer cereal, cinnamon rolls, or *cue eye roll* avocado toast. I've just never risen from my slumber and been like, "You know what would really hit the spot right now? A MUFFIN." But!!! In recent months, since my friend Logan came into my life, I've been making muffins a lot more frequently because he really loves them. So the last blueberry muffins I made were from a 99cent Betty Crocker mix packet which he brought into my house and asked me sweetly to make, because they're what he grew up with and along with many preservatives, they are full of nostalgia for him. Here is Logan and me, preparing to mix the muffin batter. Out of respect (and to make up for the disrespect of rolling up with muffin mix), he wore one of my aprons. I will treasure this picture forever.
You guys...Ina has "a thing" about commercial granola bars. Her beef with them, apparently, is that they say they contain real fruit and nuts but that all she sees when she looks at the labels are like, ten different kinds of corn syrup. I'm going to go ahead and guess, just based on this, that none of the lunches her mom packed for her growing up contained any Fruit By the Foot. And surely if we introduced her to Gushers, she would die. This is a real shame. I also feel like this disdain for corn syrup is maybe just a tad self-righteous, coming from the woman whose frosting recipe calls for literally six entire sticks of butter. At that point, what's a little corn syrup to you really? People's nutritional hills-to-die-on really fascinate me (and also kind of annoy me sometimes) and the ones about sugar might get me the most. I feel like, at some point, sugar is sugar and whether you're baking with honey, white sugar, brown sugar, molasses, maple syrup, etc you're still probably making something that's not amazing for you so, in terms of sugar, why not just be in for a penny in for a pound, amirite? So while I'm on this topic, before I even get to the actual point (please, I know you're here for the tangents), I would like to just let anyone and everyone know that I'm absolutely not interested in your "healthy substitutes" for things that taste good in their original form. I do not WANT a chocolate chip pancake made out of bananas and grains you harvested in your field this morning. If I want a banana I will eat one, and if I want a chocolate chip pancake I will eat one, and that's that. And DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT come @ me with "cashew cheese". Just don't. I don't even think I should honor that concept with an explanation of why it's so wrong. If that's not self-evident, I can't help you.
So down to the granola bar ingredients. I rolled up to Kroger only to find that their already meager bulk bins had been EMPTIED because if you scoop dates into a bag and then someone else scoops dates into a bag, you might get the coronavirus. I'm glad they've taken the precaution of removing this shopping option, since I cannot resisting licking my hands after every grocery trip I make. Thankfully, they still had the lil tower of small containers of some of the weirder items right there in the organic section, which was where I was able to find dates. The rest of this stuff was on the baking aisle, with the exception of wheat germ which was, for some reason, with the cereal. I'm still kind of unclear on what wheat germ is actually used for by people, and the context of it being located on the cereal aisle makes me wonder even more. Do people eat it like grape nuts? Sprinkle it on stuff like how people like to do with nutritional yeast right now? ("It tastes just like cheese!" You know what else tastes like cheese? Actual cheese. You're welcome.) Anyway, I was very grateful that Kroger at least had everything I needed and I didn't have to go on a for real ItemQuest.
So down to the granola bar ingredients. I rolled up to Kroger only to find that their already meager bulk bins had been EMPTIED because if you scoop dates into a bag and then someone else scoops dates into a bag, you might get the coronavirus. I'm glad they've taken the precaution of removing this shopping option, since I cannot resisting licking my hands after every grocery trip I make. Thankfully, they still had the lil tower of small containers of some of the weirder items right there in the organic section, which was where I was able to find dates. The rest of this stuff was on the baking aisle, with the exception of wheat germ which was, for some reason, with the cereal. I'm still kind of unclear on what wheat germ is actually used for by people, and the context of it being located on the cereal aisle makes me wonder even more. Do people eat it like grape nuts? Sprinkle it on stuff like how people like to do with nutritional yeast right now? ("It tastes just like cheese!" You know what else tastes like cheese? Actual cheese. You're welcome.) Anyway, I was very grateful that Kroger at least had everything I needed and I didn't have to go on a for real ItemQuest.
At first I saw the pictures of this and thought, "YAY!!! Cinnamon rolls!" And then a couple of weeks ago, I actually tried making cinnamon rolls for the first time and realized that my inability to roll/shape/slice yeast doughs is still a thing. AND THEN I read this entire recipe and realized these get filled with raisins. So here we go!
ItemQuest was only dramatic because the stores just DID NOT have puff pastry sheets; I was only finding it in "shells". I tried Bi-Lo and Dan tried Food Lion before he finally located sheets at Publix. The rest of the ingredients, I already had on hand!
ItemQuest was only dramatic because the stores just DID NOT have puff pastry sheets; I was only finding it in "shells". I tried Bi-Lo and Dan tried Food Lion before he finally located sheets at Publix. The rest of the ingredients, I already had on hand!