Saturday, October 16, 2010

healing

right now my apartment my apartment smells like comfort.

i have a pot of homemade mushroom soup simmering on the stove. as the soup is simmering, i'm reminiscing about the power of soup and how food is more then just sustainable substance for the body. while i do love making soup for myself, i must admit that the soup that is simmering is for a loved one.

i'm using a combination of dried porcini mushrooms and a mix of fresh mushrooms i picked up at far west funghi today as the prominent ingredients for the soup. i started the soup with caramelizing some locally grown organic red onion....

with some kalamata olive oil, salt, garlic, and homemade dried sage. then, once the onions were caramelized, i added the "water" that i soaked the dried porcini mushrooms in....


also, the reconstituted mushrooms "as is" weren't the right texture i wanted for the soup and in order to add more "meatiness" to the broth, i pureed the reconstituted mushrooms. i added the puree with some water to the pot. then i brought it to a boil.....then turned it down to a simmer.


once this was reduced by about 25% i tasted the broth and realized it needed more sweetness so i added some sliced carrots well as some kale (both from dirty girl produce) that i originally planned to add as well.....


i also added some salt.

i left that to simmer for a while longer as i didn't plan on adding the fresh mushrooms until the broth had reduced further...pretty much when the kale and carrots would fall apart and the onion is almost completely disintegrated.

as the soup was on the stove, i thought about
the email i received from a loved one to let me know that they had strep throat. i have been particularly worried about this loved one as they have been pushing themselves so hard, too hard actually, and now they have strep throat....to add to the pile of stress on their body. part of me thinks that their body is telling them enough is enough.

when i got the email, i knew that they weren't taking care of themselves....and thought about how the hell i could get as much nutrition into him asap .....as well as it be something tempting enough that he'd actually want to swallow. i know that he loves soup, but i knew that neither of us would have the time on thurs. to make any during the day....and then it hit me....it was thursday which meant hapa ramen was at the ferry building. so i texted hapa ramen asking for help...which is odd for me....i rarely ask anyone for help. i texted hapa ramen asking if i could just buy some uncooked noodles and broth off of him since one of my best friends had strep. the custom package that hapa ramen put together when i arrived at the ferry building was quite a spread. there were these lovely veggies and sous vide eggs.....

their wonderful porkylicious broth......


the uncooked noodles......


as well as a cookie from batter. i think there may be some babysitting duties in my future. i think that would be a win for everybody.

anyway, when i arrived at the loved one's place to put the lovely food in his fridge, i was relieved that i decided to meddle in his life. there wasn't anything in his fridge and he did not look well. later on that night, when i was having dinner at des amis with someone i know, i received a text indicating that the loved one thought the ramen was "perfect". i remember breathing a sigh of relief and was also thinking about what else i could get into this loved one to keep them hydrated and on the course toward healing and recovery.

which leads me to where i am today, waiting for this soup to finish. once the broth had reduced by half, i added the fresh mushrooms......let it simmer for a few minutes....and tasted it. it has a lovely earthy musty mushroomness....



i've also got some chunks of acme upstairs bread in the oven for croutons. i think the croutons will help bring even more substance to the broth.




so here i am, sitting here amongst the aroma of comfort in my apartment....thinking about how food...and how it really isn't just sustenance for the body to survive. it really is so much more isn't it? it is a way to show comfort....to show care....and to support healing.

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