Thursday, January 7, 2010

Grandma's Soup!

My mom loved to cook for her family and friends.  When I was in high school I could smell her homemade bread and cinnamon rolls baking before I even reached the door.  Her pies, especially her banana and coconut cream pies, were often requested by members of her church for church functions. When you visited Mom's at Thanksgiving and Christmas you knew you wouldn't leave the house empty-handed, Mom would always have a tin of cookies, nut rolls, or a whole pie for you to take home!
When Mom passed-on five years ago I inherited her "cookbook," a steno book filled with her recipes. However, I found out very quickly that inheriting the cookbook did not make me the awesome cook and baker that Mom was!  And I also found out that one of my favorite dishes of hers - homemade vegetable soup - was not written down in her cookbook!
Mom would make homemade soup and bread at the end of January as a birthday treat for my daughter, Amy and me.  Mom made enough soup and bread to give to the whole family: Aunt Dee, Cousin Sheila and her husband, Mike, my brother David, all three of my daughters as well as Leonard and me.  Even after giving each of us large Tupperware bowls of soup there would still be enough left over for Mom and Dad and to share with friends that might stop by.  Mom always made at least ten loaves of homemade bread, not the frozen bread dough homemade bread, or the bread machine homemade bread, but homemade that she mixed, kneaded, shaped and baked from scratch!
After Mom's funeral I found a bowl of soup frozen in the freezer.  I defrosted the soup and heated it up for dinner one winter evening, noting what the ingredients were.  For the past four years after Christmas I have tried in vain to make what is now known as "Grandma's Soup," but according to my family, my version is just not the same.  "Too tomato-ee" my husband announces, buttering a slice of homemade bread (courtesy of Rhodes Frozen Bread Dough), "There's something missing, mom, it's not as good as Grandma's" Amy tells me bluntly.
I discuss my trials with making the soup with my cousin Sheila.  "Tomato juice, beef, and vegetables," she tells me.  Did that.
 I call Auntie Carol.  "I add a handful of lima beans and use rice, and I buy the bread from the bakery."
"Do you have a recipe for the soup written down anywhere?  Did Grandma Bennett write it her cookbook" (Auntie Carol has Grandma Bennett's steno cookbook - guess the steno books were popular with my family!)?
"No.  She had the ingredients memorized."
"Auntie Carol, PLEASE send me an e-mail with your recipe for Soup!"
So earlier this week I received an e-mail from Auntie Carol with a list of ingredients and instructions on how she makes the soup.  Yesterday, following her instructions exactly, I made "Grandma's Soup."
"Too tomato-ee," my husband says, buttering a slice of bread."
Personally, I thought it was pretty tasty soup!

Grandma's Soup Recipe
Handful of dry lima beans and cut-up hunks of beef.  Cook in water for about an hour to hour and a half.
Next add salt and pepper, 3/4 package of baby carrots and a half a head of cabbage cut up fine.  Cook for 1/2 hour.
Add 4 cut-up potatoes, cook for another 1/2 hour.  Add 1/4 cup rice or alphabet noodles and a can of tomato juice.  Add any other vegetables you desire - corn, peas, green beans, zucchini, etc.
Let simmer for as long as you like (all day is best). Add more water as needed.
(Recipe courtesy of Auntie Carol Brenzy)

Note: If you are not a beef eater, try making the soup with chicken!

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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sounds delicious! I will have to try this out! What a wonderful story behind it too. I'm glad you found a recipe that brought back the memories. My husband's family has been searching for the perfect peroigi recipe since his grandmother passed. She never wrote it down either and they continue to try and try again, hoping to one day find the perfect combination of ingredients.

The blog is looking good!

Tesa

Marilyn Rakes said...

Debbie - I love your blog!! This story about your Mom's soup is so familiar. No matter how carefully I follow a recipe of my mom's and use the very best ingrediants, it never quite tastes the same. Even my daughter says the same thing about dishes she now tries to make. "It just doesn't taste quite the same". I guess thats why memories like these hold such dear places in our hearts. Keep up the great blogging!!

Marilyn