I'm making this soup and pretending I'm in a tiny kitchen in a small apartment in Paris. I can see the Eiffel Tower out of my living room window if I peek between the buildings.
The aroma from the onions and mushrooms is filling the small space and the windows are fogging up from the steam. There is a baguette on the dining room table. J picked it up from the bakery around the corner from the apartment. It's crisp and crunchy and fresh from the bakery oven. The table is set with an old lace tablecloth,picked up last Saturday at Les Puces. It's tattered and mended but it has a certain charm. Someones silver haired grandmother took great care of it.
I can only imagine the conversations around the table that it's been privy to. The candles are the only light in the dining room now and they are giving off such a warm romantic glow. This is going to be a perfect dinner. The snow is still falling quietly in Paris and the sky is turning my favorite shade of blue-you know that blue that seems to glow and almost appears iridescent just before the sun sets and the moon rises. Perhaps we will bundle up after eating this delicious soup and take a late walk along the Seine.
Thank you Dorie for giving me this moment to daydream about my favorite place in the world and thank you for this marvelous recipe. Fresh mushrooms,onions,garlic, a little white wine, some rosemary, a bit of chives and scallions and topped off with creme fraiche, seasoned with a little salt and pepper-the absolute best mushroom soup I've ever made. Did you ever notice that some of the most delicious things are also the simplest ?
Stop by
French Friday's with Dorie and see how everyone did with this recipe. Then buy the
book
and make a pot yourself-it's a very simple recipe and well worth it. Bon Appetit !
