“Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That’s relativity.”
I can often be heard saying things like “It’s all relative.” or “…relatively speaking…” It seems apparent that I’m a fan of relativity, although do not ask me to explain Einstein’s famous theory… it’s like my brain just shuts down the moment anything remotely mathematical or scientific is discussed. Any financial discussions can be added to that list too if I’m being perfectly honest!
But how things relate to one another is something that has always interested me. I’ve always felt it necessary to point out that for example, I work hard at cooking and eating a clean diet… relatively speaking. I mean let’s compare how I cook and eat to say… oh I dunno… your local dietician or that trainer at your gym who positively glows with radiant health. Well, relatively speaking, I have quite a lot I could work on to improve. If however you compare my culinary leanings to how Elvis was known to eat, then obviously I’m a complete health fanatic.
Relatively speaking helps in clarifying rather a lot.
Another great example of all things being relative was an experience I had recently. My family and I spent a little over 48 hours in NYC. It was so fun, entirely jam-packed with all of the cultural and culinary experiences one expects and also some really memorable cab rides. And when I say memorable what I really mean is POSITIVELY HORRIFYING. Now relatively speaking people who live in Montreal may have found the cabbies driving skills exemplary, but being a Torontonian, I found them rather… umm, jarring… with much gasping and stifled yelps on my part!
Anyway back to the point… relatively speaking when I returned home to Canada’s largest city in which I live in midtown… so in other words, pretty busy… and loud… and crowded, I was quite stunned to find it felt rather quaint, and polite, and quiet and most of all OH-SO-MUCH PERSONAL SPACE! I was reflecting on this with my cousin who lives in a tiny hamlet west of Toronto and her response took that point one step further…
“HA! Now you know how it feels coming back here after visiting you in Toronto!” So it is all relative isn’t it!
So how does any of this relate to Creamy Mushroom Soup I hear you asking. This soup is so easy to make… relatively speaking! (obvs!) Is it as easy as opening a tin of Campbells just like your Mum did at lunch while you were watching the Flintstones? No… but it is amazingly easy and the bonus is that it’s all real ingredients and so clearly MUCH healthier for you. Probably even healthy enough to pass that glowing trainer at your gym’s presumably rather fanatical guidelines!
Enjoy & Namaste!
- Olive oil for pan
- 1 onion, finely diced
- 1 large clove garlic, minced
- 20 large cremini mushrooms, although white mushrooms will work as well, rough chopped stems included
- Salt to taste
- 2 TBSP butter, room temp
- 2 TBSP flour
- 4 cups chicken broth
- 1 cup milk or cream, I've used everything from skim milk to whipping cream with obvious results!
- Fresh thyme
- Fresh ground black pepper
- Heat oil in a large sauce pan
- Add onion, stirring occasionally until onion begins to turn translucent
- Add garlic stirring constantly for about 30 seconds so as not to burn.
- Add mushrooms and salt cooking over medium high heat stirring occasionally until mushrooms begin to release their liquid. Cook for another 5 minutes or so until they are beginning to brown lightly.
- Add chicken broth, cook stirring occasionally for 5-10 minutes
- Using either an immersion blender or by transferring all to a blender, puree soup and return to med heat.
- Create a beurre manie by combining butter and flour with the back of a fork until a thick even paste results. Stir beurre manie into soup.
- Continue cooking soup over med heat until beginning to thicken.
- Add milk or cream and fresh thyme. Cook for a further 10 minutes or so.
- Adjust seasoning with fresh ground black pepper and salt if necessary.