This is a simple and very flexible recipe. Leeks can be easily subbed for garlic scapes, shallots, or onion. This soup has a buttery flavor that develops even more if reheated the next day. The stock is quite flexible as well (I made tonight’s batch with ham hock liquid). It’s creamy and sweet buttery qualities would lend themselves to all kinds of toppings, such as tender lobster or crab. Thyme also works as a garnish. Make it your own and enjoy!
I wish I could take credit for this one, but it’s adapted from Gwyneth Paltrow’s clean eating recipe collection called “It’s All Good”. Guess what? She’s right! This buttery rich soup is full of flavor and none of the bad stuff. It’s also a great use for all that slow cooker veggie broth we’ve been making from the veggie scraps!
It’s also a very flexible recipe ingredient-wise. No leeks? No problem! No chard? Just about any other leafy green will do! Canned or prepped dried beans work here. Make this one your own and enjoy!
This will take a good 6 hours to cook, so carve out an afternoon to prepare this dish.
The veggies, herbs are very flexible in this recipe. The cream sauce is great on top of pasta, tender meats, or rice. Have fun with it!
Add this warm cabbage to your list, its a keeper! I’m sure it would be very pretty with purple cabbage as well.
Stuffing can be changed up flavor wise if you like a little sausage or apple in your stuffing!
Got celery? In abundance? This recipe may be for you! It’s light and healthy, it’s flavorful, it’s easy. The original recipe calls for a drizzle of walnut oil which, if you have it in your pantry, by all means use it! It is not a necessity though.
This simple recipe can be made up quickly and is great as a side dish or a breakfast item. Play around with spices to create your own flavored pancakes as well.
Aside from some champagne vinegar and olive oil, the farm fresh goodies do the talking in this simple Sunday night meal.
This recipe emerged when I accidentally ran out of corn and substituted fiddleheads. I decided to write it up when I saw my husband, a man who does not typically enjoy fiddleheads, going back for seconds.