One of my absolute favorite things to do in fall is go to the market and pick out a bunch of ripe harvest goodness to roast and blend into a soup.It fills up our bellies and warms our hearts and makes the whole house smell like a sweet orchard tucked away in an autumn forest. I never follow a recipe, but the basics are always there: onion and garlic and fall veggies and fruit, all roasted in olive oil and salt and herbs, blended with broth and white wine and balsamic vinegar, and brown sugar and spices… and topped with sauteed golden chantrelles. I love a good crusty french bread to go with!
This time I got creative and peeled an apple and pear, chopped them up, and roasted them with butter and brown sugar in a spice pumpkin: then scooped it all out with the pumpkin flesh and added it to the soup. You guys. seriously.We had the Roundhills over to partake. OF COURSE I chose pretty fall leaf covered Tuscan wine bottles. (We traveled there together!) One of the things I loved about the area we stayed was all of the mushroom foraging baskets and signs saying no trespassing into mushroom forests. So quaint! The other day on a walk Sarah and I found TWO fairy rings right on the side of the road in Ballard. (mushrooms growing in a circle), and yesterday I found another by Green Lake of big bright red ones with white spots. Magic is in the air!
I especially love my kitchen because the window above this cutting board looks down into our courtyard. Sometimes I stop and have to just soak it all in and really believe this place is real. And mine.This is an old picture of Harry in the courtyard I never posted. Right now our Dogwood tree is turning bright red! It’s so lovely!