Do you know what the best therapy is? Cooking and dancing in the kitchen. To good music. I keep contemplating throwing down a playlist for you guys when I do posts, but I just haven’t had time.
As I was working on this recipe I had a sweet station going which was playing everything from the Gorillaz, to Johnny Cash, to Daft Punk. Heck yes, Daft Punk.
So I’ve become rather good at interpretive dance and yes, the Robot. Like, so good at The Robot by now. I know you’re hoping for me to post pictures or maybe even video of my sweet dance moves but I’m sorry to disappoint you. I have none of that. When I’m totally famous later, I wouldn’t want any incriminating photos or video of my goofy dance moves, you see. Something like that could totally destroy a budding career in food television. (In my dreams!)
Okay anyway. Focus Megs. My point is that dancing wildly in my kitchen while cooking tasty food de-stresses me.
I’ve got a confession to make. I’m burning out a bit here. I took a job in August. I love it. I didn’t think I would like being back to work and though it’s been a bit of an adjustment I really do love it. The work is fun, the people are great, and I enjoy what I do.
I also still do a fair bit of work for our plumbing business.
And then there’s this blog. Which I spent a LOT of time working on and which I love the greatest of all.
So what does this all mean? Sometimes I come home and don’t know what to cook for supper. Sometimes I come home and don’t feel like cooking supper. Sometimes I don’t cook enough supper to make leftovers for lunches the next day. Really, what this means is that I’m not so great at juggling this lifestyle. I am learning how to make it work. To help me along I’ve been relying on soup. Soup, soup, soup.
Are you getting sick of seeing me post soup recipes? I think Levi is sick of eating soup, despite his requesting this one. He knows better than to complain. So just be patient with me okay? I promise it won’t always be about soup. And besides, it is soup season, no?
So, like I said Levi requested this one. He asked for a corn and potato chowder. I found a bunch of different corn chowder recipes online. I remembered my mom’s too. They’re all basically the same. But I wanted to do something just a bit different with the corn before putting it into the chowder. So I figured roasting it would give it a really nice sweetness that I could play off of. Yes, I was rather pleased with myself.
- 3 cups corn kernels
- 1 tablespoon olive oil
- 2 tablespoons vegan margarine
- 2 ribs celery, chopped
- 1 large onion, chopped
- 1 clove garlic, minced
- 1 teaspoon dried thyme
- 1½ tablespoons gluten-free all-purpose flour
- 3½ cups non-dairy milk (almond, hemp, soy, etc)
- 1 large potato, peeled and diced
- 4 stalks green onion, minced
- salt and pepper, to taste
- Preheat oven to 350°F.
- Line a baking sheet with parchment paper. Spread out corn kernels and drizzle with olive oil. Place in heated oven and bake about 20 minutes if fresh, 30 minutes if frozen, until corn kernels begin to caramelize just slightly. Stir half way through roasting. Don’t overdo it.
- Meanwhile, heat vegan margarine in a large soup pot over medium heat.
- Saute onion, celery, garlic and dried thyme until the onion and celery begin to soften, about 5 minutes.
- Sprinkle gluten free flour over sauteed vegetables. Stir together for a few minutes.
- Add non-dairy milk and diced potato to the soup, stirring continuously to avoid sticking. Reduce heat to medium-low. Cook soup about 10-15 more minutes, stirring, until potato is tender.
- Stir in roasted corn, green onion, and salt and pepper.
Yup, this was super good. I wish I made more. It serves 4 people. Or two really hungry us’es and lunch for us the next day.
Some things to keep in mind about cream soups. You don’t want to overly boil this soup. It may not contain dairy milk but it still shouldn’t be a heavy rolling boil. It should be a slow simmer once you’ve added the milk.
I wouldn’t think this soup freezes well. I don’t quite know because it didn’t last. Most cream soups don’t usually freeze well, do they? I seem to think not. So probably the same goes for this one. I dunno. I’m not an expert or anything.
I just had a thought. I wonder what my neighbors think of me dancing like a crazy woman. I hope they think I’m loving life, enjoying good music, and creating amazing food. With a smile on my face and the stress lifting off my shoulders.