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Indian-Spiced Roasted Cauliflower Soup You can’t make a zebra change its stripes, or a leopard change its spots, or a cook change her favourite spice combinations. I am partial to Indian and Mexican flavouring, so have cumin, coriander, and various chilis at the ready. You’ll …
Roasted Squash Soup with Sage and Hazelnuts This Roasted Squash Soup with Sage and Hazelnuts started out as a straightforward concept. Thanks to an impulse buy, a kabocha squash landed in my grocery cart along with a packet of fresh sage. I figured I’d sort …
Easy Black Bean Soup Back in 2000, I lived in Australia for a year. I craved this Easy Black Bean Soup. Really badly. I’m not sure if it was a classic case of wanting what you couldn’t have or merely a tasty way to make …
Black bean and Roasted Red Pepper SOup Yesterday, I looked at cooking dried legumes at home. I mentioned that beans could lose their colour if soaked too long. I should add simmering them too long will have a similar affect. This soup proves my point. It’s quite …
Classic Split Pea and Ham Soup I first posted a recipe for classic Split Pea and Ham Soup more than a decade ago. The soup hasn’t changed but a few questions have cropped up over the years. If you’re new to this type of soup …
There are two types of people in this world. Soup people and non-soup people. Soup people will share their favourite recipes, ideas, and tips. Non-soup people will give you their portion. Either way, soup people win. I am a soup person. My husband is not. …
The weather has cooled just as I feel squashed against the ceiling of my baking limit. At a time when I can’t face another bag of flour or brick of butter, the overnight temperatures dip to chilly, pull-up-the-blankets digits. I awake to the hum of the furnace, the tip of …
Avgolemono soup might be hard to say but it’s incredibly simple to make. It’s so easy, you can make it when you’re sick and wobbly and barely able to stand without sneezing so hard you knock yourself over. I proved that the other day. Being …
In my early teens, I had a brief but passionate flirtation with tinned Bean with Bacon soup. My mom, like a sensible parent, didn’t try to talk me out of my crush. She figured I’d eventually come to my senses, and let me ride things …