As you know, we’re very good about eating our greens at Two Fat Vegetarians. So please welcome Ann Giles, a Swedish book chum of ours, who had a good story for convincing her children to eat this quick and tasty kale soup recipe …
My Christmas (yes, really…) tradition of serving kale soup is based on a misunderstanding, but it is too late to change now. In Sweden people usually decorate the table with kale at Christmas, and in parts of southern Sweden people drag home sackfuls of the stuff, cooking it with stock and syrup and cream and all sorts of things and eat copious amounts of this fatty and sweet veg.
Not so my family. We always had kale soup on Christmas Day (the less important day for us) and I assumed it was a regional tradition where my aunts and uncles lived. Turns out it was just us, but I’d already introduced my children to this ‘tradition’ when I found out, so I let my British friends pity my poor family, and get on with it.
But you might want to treat it as an ordinary vegetable soup and forget about tradition.
This is all approximate; you can take as much or as little of the ingredients as you want, depending on what you have, and how large your saucepan is.
Kale, 1-2 bags as sold in most supermarkets (perhaps up to 500g?)
1-2 chopped onions
1-2 diced potatoes
1 litre water
2-3 vegetable stock cubes (or equivalent)
Salt, pepper, grated nutmeg
Fry the onion in butter until soft. Add the potato and fry a little longer. Gradually add the bags of kale (or the whole kale minus the thick stems), and as much of the water as will fit, and add more kale as it cooks (or your pan will overflow). Add stock (cubes). Cook for 15-20 minutes.
Liquidise until really smooth, as kale tends to be a little chewy, for a good soup texture.
Ann is the best Bookwitch in the world. For her main course she reads children’s books, with some tasty (adult) crime on the side, and blogs about it endlessly. Having started life in Stockholm, Sweden, she now lives (but only just) in Stockport, and is about to relocate with her books and her kale hallucinations to Stirling, Scotland. If it’s got an ‘S’ at the beginning of the name, it’s got to be a good place.