Dear Morgan,
I just re read a comment of yours from ages ago on this blog. You were wanting the recipe for my home science experiment potato soup. So here it is. Good luck and enjoy…
Once upon a time, about 25 years ago, in another life, I was newly married. Being newly married and not having much experience in the kitchen, I proceeded to experiment with different foods to try and please my new husband as all brides mistakenly tend to do.
It was a cool day, and so I decided to make potato soup for lunch. Nothing like a hot soup to warm you up from inside out. I searched the recipe books, to no avail, not one recipe could be found. This was in the days before home computers, internet, and Google. When one used grey matter to be innovative. I thought long and hard. Lightbulb moment!
Out came my hardly ever used juicer from the back of the cupboard. I peeled the potatoes then put the potatoes through the juicer. Surprisingly I needed only a few potatoes to get the required amount of juice to make soup for two. I remember thinking how clever I was being, and how easy this all was! I then poured the juice into a pot, and placed this on the element to heat it up gently.
As I brought it to the boil, the liquid rose. And rose. And rose. Turning the element down in heat did not stop it. I put the pot over the sink quickly as it overflowed. I tipped a bit out, added water and put it back on the heat.
No sooner than I did that, the liquid rose again. And rose and rose and rose. Once again I put it over the sink where it overflowed. Once again, I tipped half out and replaced it with water.
Once again I replaced it on very low heat. Once again the bloody thing rose and rose and rose, and once again it overflowed into the sink. This time it kept overflowing.
I yelled for my new husband for help. This time I tipped half of it out and replaced half with water, and put it on the element again for him to see what was happening. Once again it rose and rose and rose, and once again I managed to get it to the sink in time for it to overflow. I felt like I was in a middle of a science experiment going badly wrong, not cooking lunch!
There was only one thing for it.
New husband went outside and dug a hole in the garden. (After several expletives)
He came back up and got the pot and tipped the contents into the hole.
He then filled the hole in.
We decided to go out for lunch.
As we were leaving, I noticed the potato soup rising and bubbling out of the warm earth.
I didn’t say anything.
Not for 25 years!
I’ve long since moved away. I still scan the papers in Auckland to see if anyone is reporting weird substances bubbling out of the ground, of the emergence of giant earthworms in a certain local area.
25 years later, in all things kitchen – I no longer use my grey matter for innovation. Google is my new best friend.
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