Category Archives: Soup

A True Blood Dinner Party!

true blood dinner party

I am pretty sure that the pharmacy near Mr NQN’s work knows me by now. I am the woman who rings up frantic at around 5pm and asks for 10 bottles of her favourite produce to be put aside to be picked up by her husband after work. One afternoon’s request was a little odd.

“Hello, could you please put aside a packet of fake nails and some denture glue for me? My husband will come and pick it up tonight.” I say breathlessly.

“Sure what brand of nails and denture glue would you like ma’am?” the polite man at the other end of the phone asks.

“Any kind! I don’t know!” I reply flummoxed at the question. I hesitate before answering “they’re umm… to make vampire fangs…”

“Ahh I see…” Well the pharmacist does work on Oxford Street so I’m sure people have done this before ;)

true blood dinner party

I had been planning this True Blood dinner party for months. The timing was of course to coincide with the end of the current season of True Blood, a show that I had become wholly and completely besotted with. Mr NQN was outnumbered that evening by giggling ladies because of course the show has the best looking male cast on television i.e. a family assorted packet of man biscuits with a guy for every taste. Mr NQN of course still refers to it as “that zombie show” but I could not be deterred in my love for it. The idea for the dinner was inspired by season three’s dinner party which involved three courses of blood:

First course: “Chilled carbonated blood. Cruelty free, all willingly donated. Note the citrusy finish? This one ate only tangerines for weeks.”
Second course: “Carlo bring me that Thai boy.”
Third course: “Warm blood bisque infused with rose petals.”
Dessert: Blood Gelato

true blood dinner party

Of course the idea of serving up blood to my dear friends wasn’t going to happen. I mean they put up with a lot, the photo taking, the traipsing off to far flung restaurants in the name of a meal but serving blood to them might stretch the friendship so I decided to do a blood themed dinner party instead. Invited were my True Blood loving friends because of course we would be watching episodes of the show afterwards.

true blood dinner party

Although I do like kitsch I wanted it to be an elegant dinner party because of course vampires have a lot of money as they can glamour people into giving them their worldly goods. We used some stunning Waterford crystal in blood red and a John Rocha black cut centrepiece filled with red fruit and vegetables to carry through the bloody red theme. Just because I thought that Bill as the King of Louisiana might have these in his house.

true blood dinner party

So there were nibblies in the form of caviar topped blinis, a bloody red spicy tomato soup, a symbolic oxtail and beetroot pie with an equally symbolic black savourine salad. Plus dessert of course, in fact two, with a pre dessert of raspberry sorbet and a molten blood chocolate cake served with raspberry ripple ice cream.

true blood dinner party

I did have a bit of a True Blood encounter myself, not so much of the vampiric kind but of the Jason Stackhouse kind. Ryan Kwanten is in Sydney shooting his latest film “Not Suitable For Children” written by Australian writer Michael Lucas and one day I found myself within breathing and touching distance of him. I did breathe but I did not touch him (although I wanted to, not in an inappropriate way, well kind of…). Of course I wanted to invite him to this party but I refrained from embarrassing myself and getting a certain rejection and instead chose to admire his divineness from where I was standing. And I was a little too scattered and excited to ask for a photo (silly me!).

Click here to read the full story

“Smash & Crab” Crab & Harissa Soup

crab harissa soup

Hate your boss? Your neighbour driving you up the wall with their decidedly bogan choice of music (yes I’m talking to you neighbour!)? A friend or a relative sending you passive aggressive emails? Well do I have the recipe for you! And if I told you that it would require you to vent any pent up fury inside you then would that make it even more fun?

Now I’m quite fortunate in that I am my own boss and I love that fact. Admittedly I am headstrong and I have literally had a rainbow of terrible bosses over the years. If I were to do a little round up I’ve had a Nazi sympathiser, the supervisor that tried to seduce my then boyfriend and call us at 2am in the morning and the paranoid one who we were all convinced was locked in a cellar for most of his formative years.

crab harissa soup

Then there was the boss that on the first day called me into her office and asked me how to set up “One of those cool hotmail accounts (it was the year 2000 and hotmail was not “cool”!).” She also had a copy of Internet for Dummies in her locked drawer (alarmingly, she was the media director of an internet company!) and would routinely shut me out of meetings. I didn’t take it personally until her husband came into the office and when people introduced him to me his expression changed from that of benign pleasantry to a face contorted full of spite. He cast a significant look towards his wife, my boss and let out a slow “Oh yesssss I’ve know” to which everyone took a step back and eyed both of us. Clearly they had been talking…

crab harissa soup

Thankfully I don’t have any annoying bosses any more. In fact if I don’t have to deal with someone I just don’t which is one of the perverse pleasures of this job. Another pleasure of this job is talking about food in interviews and last week I was interviewed by Louise Maher for 666 ABC radio Canberra (you can listen to it here) to talk cupcakes and they asked me what my interactions with my readers were like. I told her that they were lovely  there were the comments which I absolutely adore but also emails full of sweet and lovely sentiments, questions, restaurant recommendations and  recipes. One reader Catherine had sent me a recipe by chef Jared Ingersoll which involved baking crabs in the oven and then periodically smashing at them with a mallet or rolling pin. Sanctioned violence in the name of a good meal? I liked it! Then another friend Renee sent it to me and I knew that it was a sign, make the crab and make it on the long weekend!

I decided to invite Queen Viv over, who needed to get some frustrations out and we set to work. The recipe calls for three crabs to be rubbed in a spice paste and then roasted along with some capsicum (peppers) , tomato, onion and garlic. And the most fun part is that every 15 minutes or so you get to take the baking tin full of crab and flavours (which by the way smells so alluringly come hither that you may have to restrain yourself and others) and smash it to smithereens taking out any fury you have on the crab. The best part is that the angrier you are the tastier the soup will be as the flavour packed shells release their deep seated flavour. See what I mean? Sanctioned violence! The whole thing is then simmered with stock and herbs for the last 10 minutes and then blitzed with a stick blender and then strained.

crab harissa soup

The recipe calls for a fish stock but I didn’t have any so I used a new brand called The Stock Merchant who had sent me some of their stock to sample. They use free range chicken and beef bones and the stock is unsalted so that you can add the amount of salt that you want later.

The resulting flavour of this soup is incredible. There is an amazing depth of flavour from layering the soup. The careful and fun smashing of the crab means that you get the delicate sweetness of the crab but it also avoids that overt seafoody flavour in some bisques that I find too strong. I will warn you do not wear your best clothes and if you do like I foolishly did, get plenty of cold water on the stains immediately and they will come out.

It is not an every day soup, it’s a little bit of a production for that but it is perfect for a dinner party or if you want to impress anyone and it makes plenty and enough to serve six as an entree and can be made ahead of time. It was just as good the day after and the day after that. And as for the leftover crab meat and vegetable mixture I did nibble at that and there are the occasionally bits of shell but it was so flavour packed that I treated it like eating fish with bones-worthwhile but you have to stop every now and then for the shell. But whatever you do save this recipe for when you or a friend is feeling frustrated and smash away knowing that the madder you are the tastier the soup will be! Play your loudest music, scream when you smash but whatever you do make this soup ;)

So Dear Reader, tell me about your worst boss and what you do to get your frustrations out?

P.S. Don’t forget the To Market To Market winners have been announced here! Have a look to see whether you’ve won a prize ;)

crab harissa soup

Crab and Harissa Soup

  • 3 whole blue swimmer crabs (about 750grams)
  • 1 teaspoon cumin
  • 1 teaspoon caraway seeds
  • 1 teaspoon coriander seeds
  • 1/2 teaspoon fenugreek seeds
  • 1/3 cup or 2 3/4 ozs soft brown sugar
  • a pinch of chilli flakes
  • Salt and pepper
  • 150ml/5 fl ozs vegetable oil
  • 4 ripe tomatoes, chopped
  • 3 red capsicums, seeded and chopped
  • 2 cloves garlic, chopped
  • 1 red onion, chopped
  • 1.5 litres/6 cups/52 fl ozs. fish or chicken stock
  • 1/2 bunch coriander
  • 3 sprigs mint
  • You will also need a mallet or French rolling pin

crab harissa soup

Blue swimmer crabs

crab harissa soup

Removing the lip from the underside of the crab

crab harissa soup

Pulling apart the shell and taking off the top of the shell

crab harissa soup

The dead man’s gills (the clear puffy finger shaped items)

1. Preheat the oven to 180C/350F. Prepare the crabs-it’s much easier than you might think. Have a large bowl ready. Remove the tab from the underside of the crab and then separate the top shell from the bottom shell. The meat will come with the bottom shell. remove the “dead man’s gills” and then cut the crab into quarters using a heavy chef’s knife. Place in a bowl being sure to collect all of the juice and meat.

crab harissa soup

Chopping in half

crab harissa soup

The finished quartered crab

crab harissa soup

Pounding the toasted spices

2. Prepare the spice mix by toasting the cumin, caraway, coriander and fenugreek seeds in a small dry saucepan until the coriander seeds start to pop and they become fragrant. Grind in a mortar and pestle and then sprinkle over the crabs in the bowl along with the brown sugar, chilli flakes, salt and pepper.

crab harissa soup

The spice rubbed crabs in the heated baking tin

crab harissa soup

Smash away!

3. Place a sturdy roasting tin in the oven-don’t use your best one as you will be smashing at it with a mallet. When it is hot, add the oil and then the crab and spices. Mix together well and then bake for 20 minutes. After the first 5 or 10 minutes take out the tin and use a heavy mallet or rolling pin to smash at the crab. It gets easier as the crab cooks and to avoid giving your kitchen a Jackson Pollock, cover the tin with a teatowel and smash it underneath it (or just press heavily with the mallet to crush the shells). Do this one or two more times within the 20 minute period.

crab harissa soup

Adding the chopped tomato, capsicum, onion and garlic

crab harissa soup

After baking

crab harissa soup

More smashing

4. Then add the capsicum, tomato, garlic and onion to the tin and stir to combine. Cook for an hour taking it out two or three times to smash up the shells-or more if you’re really feeling the fury. It should start to smell incredible at this point so you may want to restrain anyone rowdy and hungry…

crab harissa soup

All smashed up and ready for the pot

5. Heat up a large saucepan or cast iron pot that can fit the soup in it and transfer the contents of the tin into the pot.  Heat with the warmed stock and add the coriander and mint and simmer for 10-15 minutes. Using a stick blender, blend it up as much as possible. You won’t be able to do the large legs or the large back shell but don’t worry, do as much as possible. run through a fine sieve making sure to press it down to get all of the liquid. There will be a lot  of liquid so keep pressing-this is preciously good! Serve with some freshly baked bread.

crab harissa soup

Cooking in the pot with stock and herbs

crab harissa soup

Truffled Mushroom Soup & Cheese Toasties

truffle mushroom soup

“I’m a cat….I’m a cat…” I say to myself, exhausted, sweating and irritable.

“I’m not a dog…I’m not a dog…” I affirm to myself aloud panting and checking the time on the iPad and phone every few seconds. Frustratingly, time refuses to budge.

“WHERE ARE THOSE ENDORPHINS?!!!” I yell out loud. The gardener across the way just beyond my balcony looks up and I wave. Yes I’m talking out loud to myself…

I’m on the treadmill, a  daily version of torture that I foist upon myself. It’s a cruel necessity and one in which the rewards are great (the very occasional compliment happily grabbed and remembered all day long) but the punishment is even greater. You see I’m not one of those people that loves to run about. I’ll quite happily lie in bed and conduct all my business from bed getting up only to eat (I have a strong aversion to bed crumbage) and then crawl back into bed.

I’m a cat.

Mr NQN is a dog. He needs to run around. He needs to be active. If he isn’t he gets all kinds of upset.

This is me on a treadmill

truffle mushroom soup

This life of eating needs to be balanced with some sort of sensible eating. Vegetables have fortunately always been my friend and I adore salads but come this colder weather, I fling away salads like grenades. I want soup. I want cheese toasties. And I want to be able to eat them while still fitting into my jeans. So my frenemy the treadmill is switched on every day.

Click here to read the full story

Cheeseburger Soup

cheeseburger soup recipe

I once attended a very chichi event where a renowned hatted chef was cooking. His food was exquisitely prepared and yet the woman sitting next to me said “This is disgusting. I hate how he uses duck fat, it just makes me nauseous”. My jaw dropped. Was she really a food and travel writer? She then spent the next two hours giving the hairy eyeball to the waiters that served her food, pushing away her barely touched plate and sniffing in disgust. She then turned to me and said “I don’t mean to offend you” (which is always a precursor for an offensive comment) “But how does someone like you, get to be invited to an event like this?” looking me up and down as if I were a museum specimen (foodus bloggerus I suppose).

I laughed.

Let me tell you this dish isn’t for her.

This dish is for people who can have fun with food. It is not for the embittered. It is not for the haughty. It is not for those on a diet. It is not for an adult version of an annoyingly fussy child that turns up their nose at everything that is served to them. It is however for the slightly crazy. Ahem, guilty as charged.

cheeseburger soup recipe

I first read about this on the gorgeous Caterina’s site called Good Food Gourmet. She mentioned that this soup actually does taste like cheeseburger in a soup form and suitably intrigued I knew that I had to try it. It originally came from a diner called Grover’s Bar & Grill and she first saw it on Guy Fieri’s show “Diners, Drive ins and Dives” where he traverses America looking for interesting eats. Americans do burgers better than anyone and I figured that if the recipe came from there it had to be a keeper and it was simple to make with the whole thing cooked and ready to serve in less than half an hour.

Click here to read the full story

Cream of Garlic Soup

I flipped through the calendar. Was it really true? Had I had this dreaded wretched flu turned bronchitis for over a month? I hate to sound like a malingerer but the dates didn’t lie. I had had this dreaded lurgy for almost five weeks. It meant cancelling much desired travel plans and coughing my way through days and nights. I was never warm enough and we had the heaters on it seemed permanently.

Click here to read the full story