Okay, no laughing or judging or gasps of total shock and awe and confusion.
I have never made soup (that wasn't from a can. Which, if you're getting picky, isn't actually making anything).
Not once in my life.
I have no idea why I had it stuck in my brain that it would be so hard but I did.
On Friday last week I made a stuffed roasting chicken for dinner in my slo-cooker, and just being the two of us eating (since Denay's reaction to the word "meat" is "Oh, I don't like it"), we had leftovers. So on Saturday, I boiled a couple chicken thighs so I had chicken water (and yes, that is the technical term, if you were wondering) and I was off to the races.
Here, is my soup journey:
VEGGIES! Lots and lots of them. I kind of used my soup as a way to clean out all of the almost-ready-to-start-sprouting-NEW-life vegetables in my fridge. I chopped up onion, carrot, green and red pepper, celery and mushrooms.
Once the chicken thighs were cooked through, I asked (made) my husband get his hands dirty. The thought of ripping apart chicken with my bare hands was less than appealing at the time. He got all the meat from the roasting chicken and thighs off and into the chicken water (technical term) they went.
I didn't have any noodles on hand so I poured a couple cups of rice in there along with some frozen peas (I know what you're thinking, seriously Christy, MORE veggies) and then let everything simmer while I cooked up the cold vegetables in a frying pan. Once they were slightly cooked, I added them to the pot and let all the flavours and ingredients get all acquainted and happy and warm.
And I'm pretty sure I read somewhere, sometime that it's illegal in Canada to eat soup without cheese biscuits. So not wanting to get busted, I whipped up a batch of cheesy, peppery, flaky and yummy biscuits.
You can't totally tell from the photo, but there are just over a dozen biscuits....and there were three adults eating (my dad joined us for supper).
Don't do the math, it's embarrassing.
I had a few, okay.
Remember, no judging.
Anyways, the meal was oh-so-delish. Just the kind of thing you need to eat on a Saturday night to warm up your insides.
Let them eat soup!