So, yeah. Hi. Long time, no see. How have you been? Wife and kids? Good, good. So… Me? Oh, I’ve been around. No, no problems, just… well… a lot has changed in a pretty short amount of time. The one constant, though, has been my time spent in the kitchen. I got back in there today to flex a little and this is what came out. It’s a Thai Corn Bisque that just happens, incidentally, to be vegan. No, I’m not crossing over to the dark side, just sometimes you just need to lighten up, you know?
So, the thing about cooking is, for the most part, you can do it anywhere. At any time. And people are pretty stoked when it happens. I made this dish for my friend Maria, without whom, I’d pretty much be homeless. Okay, okay, it’s not so dramatic, I’m just in between places for a while but my dog and I are couch surfing at her place and I owe her quite the debt of gratitude; one I hope to someday pay off with sweat equity, some light plumbing repairs and lots and lots of tasty home cooking.
And isn’t that the thing about cooking? When we talk about the manufacturing sector, blue collar jobs, the industries on which America was built, we often overlook those brave souls who cook our food. I can tell you from experience that cooking is a thankless job, both in the home and in a restaurant. So when one gets the opportunity to flex one’s muscles for an appreciative crowd, it’s a doubly rewarding experience. Perhaps there’s something to ponder in cooking for and appreciating one’s self but… well, let’s not get carried away.
Anyway, this soup floated up from the bank of memories as a riff on something I used to make back at Cafe Marmalade. If I haven’t already intimated, my life is in flux so my Marmalade Bible is somewhere buried in a storage unit. I figured I’d just freestyle a while and see what I got. Also, the original version had young coconuts with the flesh scooped out like noodles and all I was able to get my hands on today was a regular old coconut so I knew right off modifications had to be made.
My task was to make something vegetarian, relatively healthy and awesome. Originally, this had been a cold soup but the rainy day lent itself to some heat, of both the temperature and spice variety. I pretty much let the recipe dictate itself but I’ll try my best to be the armchair quarterback on this one.
So. I went out and got a few ears of corn, some basil, a long hot pepper, an onion, some cashews and a coconut.
First things first, I shucked the corn and cut all the kernels off the cobs. The cobs went into the stock pot along with half an onion, all the basil stems, salt, pepper, a tablespoon of raw sugar, the same for some soy sauce and about two tablespoons of miso paste, dissolved in some water. I threw in some thyme, oregano and sage from my steadily dying container herb garden (RIP, little guys, I barely knew you but I sure killed you right quick) and let the thing go for a while.
Meanwhile, I cracked open the coconut, reserved the water with the corn kernels and the other half of the onion, which I’d diced, and scooped out all the flesh. I threw half of it into the stock, the other half in a blender with about a cup of cashews and some liquid from the pot to get it moving. I turned that into a chunky paste and threw it into the stock, too.
Then I took a nap. Seriously. My life is pretty exhausting these days.
A few hours later, I strained the stock, put the pot back on the heat, dumped in the corn/onion/coconut happiness with a little more salt and pepper, half the long hot pepper, a few leaves of sage, more basil and some garlic, a bunch of coriander and some turmeric and waited till everyone was toasty before pouring the strained stock back in. (p.s. the best part of veggie stocks is the ability to re-use almost all the ingredients. I was able, after pulling the corn cobs, to upcycle that beautiful mess over some brown rice for lunch tomorrow.) While that was doing its thing, I made some quick sticky rice using some Arborio rice, soy sauce, more coriander, parsley and garlic powder. I cooked it like you would any other risotto and plated from some inverted prep bowls right into the soup bowls I’d be using.
Finally, a cheat. I admit it. I used a can of corn. There just wasn’t the requisite sweetness or heartiness so I threw in corn from a can to add to what I’d shaved off the cobs earlier. If I had it to do over, I’d use more than 3 ears of corn.
Anyway, I ladled the soup over the rice, added some more cashews, some basil chiffonade, the rest of the diced up long hot pepper and some cracked black pepper and, viola. Suddenly I’m not the extended-stay house-guest but rather a dinner guest.
The lesson to be learned here, folks, is never overstay your welcome but moreover, get out those skills that extend your welcome just a little further. A little kindness extended to the universe goes a long way in returning gentleness back to you.
Happy living, happy eating, may all your generosity be paid back to you and remember, it all starts in the kitchen.
XOXO~Kim