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Sweet or simple, soup sustains
From hearty chowders to chilled bowls of puréed fruit, there is a soup for every season.
By John Edward Young | Correspondent of The Christian Science Monitorfrom the April 4, 2007 edition
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Of soup and love, the first is best.
– Spanish proverb
Ummmm? Maybe not. But one thing there's no doubt about is the universal love and availability of soup.
Every culture has its favorite recipes with which it feeds the hungry, nurses the sick, and comforts the weary. Recipes are as countless as the stars.
Where would the Slavs be without their beloved borscht? The Scots have their cock-a-leekie, traditionally a combination of chicken, leeks, and – gulp – prunes. The Belgians do a different take on chicken soup under an equally odd name, waterzooie. And what Jewish mother worth her weight in kosher salt hasn't claimed to have raised the dead with her homemade chicken soup? The Spanish classic, cold vegetable gazpacho, has become a favorite far beyond Madrid, and Italy has its equally popular minestrone, thickened with pasta and red kidney beans.
Fruit soups have never really been as wildly popular in the United States as in northern and eastern Europe. Don't be surprised to find a fruit soup topped with a dollop of sour cream served hot or cold before a meal, or as dessert in Scandinavia. The Hungarians enjoy a semi-sweet cherry soup in season.
In most Japanese restaurants, a lacquer bowl of miso comes with the sushi without even being ordered. In France and China, nothing is safe from their soup pot.
And so it goes.
Soups come in many styles: A thick chowder can rival a stew in satisfying heartiness; and thin broths of consommé, served in the most tony restaurants, are there to bring the palate to attention before the entree is served, and what is more elegant than a warm creamy bisque of purée of Maine lobster or Maryland blue crab?
The right soup can rise to any social occasion. A chilled bowl of Vichyssoise à la Ritz, served in a Flora Dancia bowl and sipped from the side of a proper Tiffany silver spoon, and you could invite the queen herself to lunch. Or, if Her Majesty is busy doing laundry, ask Helen Mirren (who will know the difference?).
A cup of Campbell's tomato soup and a toasted cheese sandwich will satisfy any kid home from Little League practice. And any hot soup poured by an exhausted hiker from a thermos on a mountain trail is guaranteed to bring the summit closer.
The addition of homemade stock, milk, or cream, instead of water; grated cheese, leftover pasta, and cubes of pan-toasted buttered croutons can do wonders for even the most humble canned soups. A sprinkling of chopped herbs can add an additional boost, or a dash of Worcestershire sauce or hot sauce for the daring. Just because you want the convenience of a prepared soup doesn't mean you can't put your own signature on it to give it that Emeril Lagasse "Bam!"
Lately, soup has suffered its share of indignities. Cardboard cups of overly salted, insipid soups are there in most office vending machines, bus stations, and college dorms waiting to be unceremoniously zapped in a microwave and slurped down with a plastic spoon.
No matter where you are or what the occasion, you're never far from a bowl of satisfying soup.










