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The Battle of the Broth

For 20 years, I have been the soup-maker of this domestic situation.  Tony loves cooking, and makes really good meat/seafood/breads/breakfast/desserts/everything. Seriously, the man wields a golden spatula, and loves trying new things in the kitchen.

soup 3 editFor 20 years, I have been the soup-maker of this domestic situation.  Tony loves cooking, and makes really good meat/seafood/breads/breakfast/everything. Seriously, the man wields a golden spatula, and loves trying new things in the kitchen. Sometimes, he gets so passionate,  if things get a little sideways, a four letter word escapes the area of the stove.  I pretend it must be an appliance defect, the Maytag has had enough, crooning out objections to having all burners going at once. It actually could be that, I  wouldn’t know, because I’m a one-burner girl.

But soup has always been my domain. If I’m putting something on a plate, I’m likely just a culinary middle man, the channel that gets the sauce from the jar, to the noodle, to the fork. Soup, though, now there’s something I can get behind. You start and finish in the same vessel. That’s a huge draw for me. From clam chowder, to turkey soup with homemade egg noodles, to homemade ramen bowls, I love the freedom and creativity that soup-making allows. I don’t have to measure twice pour once, I can just eyeball and add to my tastebuds delight.
Recently, however, Tony has been stepping in to brothy territory. It started after Thanksgiving dinner. He loves canning, and had been watching old lady youtube videos for a week, learning the best ways to make bone broth from the turkey carcass, to then can. It was about a 2 1/2 day process, done and jarred. We got about 8 pints of good, homemade turkey stock.

 

Then I started noticing a transformation of sorts…. I would suggest a use for the broth, but he was very particular, I called it stingy. He was stingy with his broth. I found myself having to sell him on the use for the broth. Many conversations were had about the broth. My reminders that we will have another carcass at Christmas didn’t change anything. I came to the conclusion, the broth will never be my broth.
Then we were grocery shopping, he pulled out his handy dandy All Recipes Dinner Spinner  app, and said he wanted to make a good soup. There it was. A love-laden ladle war. He made 8 quarts of a Zuppa Toscana, and he used all of his prized broth to do it.

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While we were eating, I couldn’t help but love it. It was seriously, the best soup I’ve ever had. He made fun of the fact that I couldn’t shut up about how good it was. And I really couldn’t. I was already thinking about how I couldn’t wait to have it again for lunch the next day. And again, I couldn’t stop talking about it. The broth was so rich and flavorful. soup 4 edit

 

I even made up a song about this super soup, 🎶Zuppa Toscana🎶, to the tune of 🎶Copa Cabana🎶! We are freezing the rest (after dinner tonight😁), and that will be nice to have on hand.
It isn’t clear if the broth made the soup, or the soup made the broth, but he made both, with love, and we are blessed. So Tony, here’s the darn golden ladle🌟🥄🌟If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen, trying my hand at making a little something called toast.

3 comments on “The Battle of the Broth

  1. kat wilbanks

    🙂

  2. Hello ,

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    I love pets. I have two beautiful thai cats called Tammy(female) and Yommo(male). Yommo is 1 year older than Tommy. He acts like a bigger brother for her. 🙂
    I have even created an Instagram account for them ( https://www.instagram.com/tayo_home/ ) and probably soon they will have more followers than me (kinda funny).

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    Keep up the good work on your blog.

    Regards
    Wiki

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