Perhaps I should amend that to: chocolate isn't always what you want...when you're making soup.
I thought that the recipe for Black Bean Cocoa Soup with Lime sounded pretty choice. Hey, it's like a mole thing, right? I like Mexican. Cool.
So I sweated my veggies, rinsed the beans, measured out all my spices, seasoned dutifully as I went along. Looks interesting! Once everything is added, stirred, and simmering, I give it a taste.
Hmm. More salt?
How about some chili paste?
OK, I'll just drop a whole half-lime in there, that will do the trick.
But no. This soup is thick, chalky, and tastes like dirt. Dirt with salt on it. I'm blaming it partially on the cumin, which I never cook with because it tastes so musty and dusty. I was willing to give it another chance, and again, I was disappointed. Cumin no more!
And chocolate too was disappointing, for the first time ever. The cocoa didn't really bring out the flavor of the beans like I thought it would. I should have known it would taste anything like mole. Wishful thinking!
The worst part is I have like a quart of soup leftover. I brought it for lunch today and will attempt to choke some down with a heaping spoon of guacamole. Of course, some shredded cheese and sour cream wouldn't hurt either...
The dairy demon roars within.
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But I thought you liked to eat dirt...
So says my dear OS who force-fed me dirt using a Robitussin box as a ploy. Me!--the ever-gracious Chefty who laid cold compresses on her head and covered her when she threw parties at our house. Is there no justice in the world?
I can tell already, that it's going to be an "interesting" first week of September for me...... listening to stories about childhood torment, and the resentment that has lingered into adulthood..... can't we all just get along?!?! :D
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