Fortunately, this grievous wrong has been righted. And I have seen the light. Because. Leeks. Are. Awesome. I am seriously considering why I would ever need to pick up another onion again. Well, maybe I would still buy Vidalias - because they are sweet. And I really like essence that shallots bring to stronger flavored dishes. Ok, so I won't give up on the rest of the Allium family (I just love the way that rolls off my tongue... Al-lee-um), but it would not be too much of stretch to say that there is a new love in my life.
(Side note: I didn't get in on the fun w/ FFwD until the end of October, so I missed Gerard's Mustard Tart - obviously, I would have come to enlightenment a couple of months sooner if I had been more on top of my game. Now that I know, to that recipe I must go...)
I was pretty excited when I realized the soup included thyme and sage, which are two key ingredients in these. Once I realized their common herb-an-ality, the bread bowls became MAN-DA-TORY. I probably don't need to say too much else, because bread & soup go together like chocolate & peanut butter.
Both of my favorite kitchen items bear the names of their color. This one is Red. My favorite Dutch Oven is Blue. I have yet to find the perfect last names for them - hence their mono-syllabic monikers. I was going somewhere... (I seem to have trouble carrying out a complete thought these days). Oh, right. I made this soup in Ol' Blue. I love the way she retains heat - which is perfect for cream soups.
Speaking of cream soups, I have a confession to make...
In case anyone was not sure by my introduction how this story was going to play out, I fell in love at first taste. Once the first blush of love fell away, I was angry. And mad. Because no one told me about leeks. Or what I was missing. I feel a stomp coming on.... I think it's time to go to my happy place and think about forgiveness. Surely, one can't stay mad at the world while slurping on a bowl of leek soup????