Broccoli Potato Soup

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On soccer nights I must have a filing and nutricious meal for the budding soccer star, but one that isn’t too heavy.  I feed him before he goes and then give him more when he gets home.  So he needs to be able to play sport after eating, and he eats right before bed because he comes home so late.  For this reason I often try to make a meat free option.  I was inspired to make a potato-based soup by a recipe I found on petit4chocolatier, where I often find ispiration.

Recipe

  • 3 T butter
  • 1 red onion, diced
  • 200 g button mushrooms, chopped
  • 3 stalks celery, chopped
  • 3 large carrots, chopped
  • 750 g  potatoes
  • 1 large head broccoli, chopped
  • handful of fresh parsley, chopped
  • 1 t dried mixed herbs
  • 2 T soy sauce
  • 1.5 L vegetable (or chicken) stock
  • 3/4 c milk
  • 3/4 c sour cream
  • handful grated tasty cheese

In a large saucepan, saute onion, mushrooms and celery.  Once cooked, add remaining vegetables, herbs, soy sauce and stock. Add water if soup is too thick.  Once all vegetables are cooked through, turn heat off and cool enough to blend.  Blend in batches with a bit of the milk and sour cream in each batch.  Return to pan, add cheese and heat gently.  Serve with hot bread.

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About baking bohemian

My name is Jen and I am the baking bohemian. My blog identity comes from the cultural background of my mother’s family, (Bohemian), and my mother’s more left wing lifestyle (bohemian). The big ‘B’ Bohemian refers to the rich cultural heritage of our family that emigrated from Bohemia when it was still its own country (it now comprises two thirds of the Czech Republic). Food featured prominently in the family and broader social life of that part of my family. No social interaction was without sustenance, and any celebration, large or small, was an invitation to cook up a storm. My own family emigrated from the United States to Australia when I was a child. For the most part we lived with our mother, and my dad eventually moved back to the US. The little ‘b’ bohemian relates to the semi-alternative lifestyle we led with our mother. I hesitate to refer to her as a hippy, for that conjures up so many misconceptions, but certainly she was on that side of the fence. She was probably more eccentric than radical at the end of the day, but she could really cook. We always set extra plates at the dinner table because inevitably people would visit at dinner time. I started cooking when I was about eight. Cookies. Obviously I was motivated by desire! I loved cooking, I loved that the kitchen was always, in every way, the heart of the house, so I was always part of anything else that was happening while I was cooking. I loved people loving my food. With all the different things that I have done in my life and am interested in, food has remained my most consistent and enduring passion.

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