Read An Exaltation of Soups Online
Authors: Patricia Solley
Prep the ingredients as directed in the recipe list.
1. In a large soup pot, stir the tomatoes, garlic, chile peppers, green onions, and epazote leaves (or substitutes) together and place over medium heat. Cook, partially covered, until the mix is concentrated and thick, 10 to 15 minutes.
2. Pour in the water and bring to a boil over high heat, stirring. Add the salt, then reduce the heat to low and simmer, uncovered, for 15 minutes.
3. Carefully break the eggs into the simmering broth at places where you can see the bubbles rising to the surface. Cover the pot and poach the eggs until they are just firm, about 4 minutes.
Carefully ladle one egg into each of the bowls, then ladle the broth on top and serve immediately.
G
AY
G
UATEMALAN
G
ALA
In Mike Nichols’s film
The Birdcage
, gay couple Armand (Robin Williams) and Albert/Starina (Nathan Lane) are putting on their best straight act to host the parents of Barbie, just engaged to Armand’s son, Val. Uh-oh, Barbie’s parents are the archconservative senator Kevin Keeley (Gene Hackman) and his wife, Louise (Dianne Wiest). What better way to meet and bond than over a nice dinner? So housekeeper Agador (Hank Azaria) whips up a little native Guatemalan soup with whole hard-boiled eggs in it—serving it up in pornographic Greek boy soup bowls—and no entrée. “No entrée?
No entrée?”
“Thees peasant soup
is
an entrée … it just
like
a soup. What you think? I should put in shrimp?”
Serves 6 to 8
Y
OU DON’T HAVE
to be an hombre, much less an inebriated one, to fall in love with this extraordinary seafood soup. It’s a tropical version of the American cioppini—beautiful to see, filled with chunky bits of seafood, tomato, peppers, and plantain, all in a piquant and sweet-tart coconutty broth. Heaven.
R
IDDLE
M
E
T
HIS
Q
UESTION
: What am I? Alive without breath, As cold as death; Never thirsty, ever drinking, All in mail never clinking.
Assortment of hard-shell seafood: clams, crab, and/or mussels
2 cups Fish Stock
1 small onion, finely chopped
½ red bell pepper, seeded and finely chopped
1 hot chile pepper, seeded and finely chopped (serrano or jalapeño is nice)
2 cups peeled and chopped tomatoes, with juice
1 small green plantain, peeled and diced
Salt and pepper to taste
¼ cup tomato paste
1 pound assorted fish fillets, cut into bite-size pieces
½ pound raw shrimp, peeled and deveined
2 cups coconut milk (one 13.5-ounce can)
G
ARNISH
6 to 8 toasted croutons
Finely chopped fresh parsley
Thick wedges of lime
1. Scrub the hard-shell seafood clean, then let soak in cold water until you are ready to use it.
2. Prep the remaining ingredients as directed in the recipe list.
3. For the croutons, cut crusty bread into ½-inch slices and toast in a 350°F. oven for about 15 minutes.
1. Bring the fish stock to a boil in a large soup pot over medium heat. Stir in the onion, peppers, tomatoes with their juice, plantain, and salt and pepper. Bring to a boil, then reduce the heat to low and simmer for 10 minutes.
2. Stir in the tomato paste, then add all the fish and seafood. Cover tightly and stew over low heat for about 30 minutes.
3. Stir in the coconut milk, being careful not to break up the seafood. Cover the pot and cook gently just until the soup comes to a bubble (otherwise the coconut taste will degrade).
Ladle the soup into bowls. Top each portion with a crouton, sprinkle with parsley, and put a lime wedge on the side of each bowl.
“N
UMBERS
, IX”
What a thin life the girl fish-vendor leads …
She goes about dirty and smelly
,
half-clothed in rags, tumbling around noisily in a near faint. What a sickly girl! Ah, what a pale face!
She has such sad eyes, and her eyes are as blue as the dark herons. Ah, the girl, girl, girl fish-vendor!
—C
ONSTANTINO
S
UASNAVAR
,
twentieth-century Honduran poet
Serves 6 to 8
T
RADMONALLY SERVED IN
Budapest and throughout Hungary after all-night parties to fend off next-day hangovers, this hearty soup is awfully good for a cozy winter dinner as well. The potatoes are my idea—you may omit them if you want to be a purist.
R
IDDLE
M
E
T
HIS
Q
UESTION
: A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose;
A hundred eyes and never a nose.
10-ounce piece of ham shank (you will reserve some of its cooking liquid from step 2, below)
4 cups plus 2 tablespoons water
2 tablespoons butter
1 large onion, chopped
2 teaspoons paprika
2 cups sauerkraut, soaked in 2 cups water and drained (reserving the liquid), rinsed, and chopped
4 to 6 cups Beef Stock
6 potatoes, peeled and diced
1 bay leaf
Freshly grated black pepper to taste
1 cup sour cream
5 ounces spicy dried sausage, diced (the traditional Hungarian Debrecen sausage is best, but Polish sausage is a good substitute)
Chopped fresh parsley, for garnish
1. Three hours ahead, soak the ham shank in cold water, changing the water several times. Drain and scrub the shank to remove any impurities.
2. Bring the 4 cups of water to a boil in a large soup pot over medium heat with the ham shank and let boil for at least 30 minutes. Let the meat cool in the broth, then cut it into small pieces, discarding
the bone. Set the meat aside and reserve 1 cup of the broth, discarding the rest.
3. Prep the remaining ingredients as directed in the recipe list.
1. Melt the butter in a large soup pot over medium-low heat, then add the onion and cook, stirring, until golden. Take the pan off the heat, add the paprika, and stir. Add the remaining 2 tablespoons of water and the drained sauerkraut, and put back on the heat, stirring.
2. Pour in the reserved sauerkraut juice (add water to bring it up to 4 cups of liquid) and combined stocks, bring to a boil over high heat, and add the potatoes, bay leaf, pepper, and reserved meat pieces. Reduce the heat to low and simmer, partially covered, for 15 to 20 minutes, until the potatoes are tender. Remove the bay leaf.
3. Stir in the sour cream and diced sausage, and simmer for 5 minutes to heat through.
Ladle the soup into generous bowls and garnish with parsley.
P
ETUR
B
AN’S
B
ITTER
D
RINKING
S
ONG
If ever two dark eyes
your heart’s affection gain,
and all your loving sighs
meet nothing but disdain,
until she yields and says
her love for you will never fail—
but when your back is turned
you find it’s quite another tale.
Just ponder as you drink.
Can the world really last, do you
think?
Tomorrow it may fade away,
like moonbeams at the break of
day.
So drink, so drink, so drink!
When sorrow comes your way
and puts you out of sorts,
and visions of dismay
are preying on your thoughts.
Think up a bold adventure
and set to with all your might.
Have faith that you can see it
through and all will come out
right.
Just ponder as you drink.
Can the world really last, do you
think?
But while it lasts and while it
lives
,
it does good or wrong but never
peace.
So drink, so drink, so drink!
—F
ERENC
E
RKEL
,
nineteenth-century
composer, from Act I of his opera
Bánk Bán, a grim song that sets the
scene for the disasters in thirteenth-
century Hungary that are to come; it
is based on a poem by the Hungarian
romantic poet Mihály Vörösmarty.