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Thick as pea soup

December 15, 2010 by Beth Shepherd

split peasGray fog and clouds as dense as mid-winter lambs’ wool filled the sky, while rain poured down in buckets, helping Seattle live up to its reputation as the ‘rain city.’ During the dark, dank days that seem to stretch on forever, I start dreaming about soup. And this past weekend, one soup in particular: pea soup.

Back in 1980, when I studied abroad in the Netherlands, I lived in the home of a 72-year-old woman whom I affectionately called, ‘Oma.’ Oma made the best darn pea soup I’d ever had. Hers was a soup that changed my idea of what pea soup was possible of being.

Tall Grass Bakersy PUmperkickel bread“So thick you can stand your spoon straight up in it,” is what she would say as she served up a bowlful of her stupendous soup. Pea soup which is called ‘erwtensoep’ or ‘snert,’ by the Dutch is a thick stew chock-full of green split peas, different cuts of pork, celeriac or stalk celery, onions, leeks, carrots, and often potato. Slices of rookworst (Dutch smoked sausage) are added a few minutes before serving. It is customarily served with rye bread (roggebrood) topped with bacon, cheese or butter. The bacon is always ‘katenspek’, bacon which has first been cooked before being smoked. It’s a one-stop shop of a soup if there ever was one.

Erwtensoep is traditionally eaten during the winter and is emblematic of Dutch cuisine. You can even find the soup at ‘koek en zopie’ outlets, small food and drinks stalls which pop up during wintertime along frozen canals, ponds and lakes in the Netherlands, and cater to ice skaters.

During my recent trip to Amsterdam, a bowl of “echte” (authentic) erwtensoep was one of my “top ten” food treats to hunt down and savor. On my last night there, I found it and ordered up a bowl with a snifter of korenwijn (aged Dutch gin). Both did their job to bring back happy memories and take the chill out of my bones on that cold, windy night.

cat and pea soup ErwtensoepI made the soup for Big Papa on Sunday. Pumpernickel bread from Tall Grass Bakery stood in for the roggebrood and added a touch of molasses sweetness as we dunked and nibbled. We washed down our pea soup with a delicious hard cider, Bellwether, ‘King Baldwin,’ which we brought back home after a trip to visit relatives in upstate New York.  It’s light fizz and dry apple flavors perfectly complimented the soup. And, Oma would have been proud. Our spoons stood straight and tall! Even our cat was impressed.

Erwtensoep

  • 4 bacon slices, chopped*
  • ½-1 small onion, chopped
  • 1-2 medium leek (white and pale green parts only), sliced
  • 1-2 large carrots, peeled, chopped
  • ½ cup chopped celeriac (celery root – peel skin and then chop) or 2 stalks celery, chopped
  • 1-2 garlic cloves, minced
  • 4-14 1/2-ounce cans low-salt chicken(or veggie) broth*
  • 1-1/4 cups green split peas, rinsed and soaked overnight (I soaked mine for four hours and they were fine)
  • 2 bay leaves
  • 3-4 small potatoes, chopped (optional: I used Yellow Finn)
  • 2-3 smoked sausages (Dutch preferred, otherwise, German Bratwurst-style), cooked and sliced (1/2 inch slices)*

Preparation

Sauté bacon in heavy large pot over medium-high heat until crisp and brown. Add onion, leek, carrot, celeriac and garlic and sauté until vegetables begin to soften, about 6 minutes. Add broth, peas, and bay leaves and bring soup to boil. Reduce heat to medium-low, cover and simmer until peas are tender, stirring occasionally, about 1 hour. While soup is brewing, cook sausage in a separate pan, slice and set aside. Add sausage and cook for another half-hour. Soup should be thick and peas “decomposed.” Season soup to taste with salt and pepper.

*Vegetarian Note: You can make this recipe vegetarian-friendly by omitting the bacon and sausage, or instead, adding the vegetarian equivalent.

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Dutch pea soup or Erwtensope and Tall Grass Bakery Pumpernickel

Filed Under: Food, Travel Tagged With: Bellwether Cider, Dutch, erwtensoep, katenspek, King Baldwin cider, korenwijn, Netherlands, oma, pea soup, pumpkernickel bread, roggebrood, rookworst, snert, Tall Grass Bakery

Dutch treats

October 27, 2010 by Beth Shepherd

Temperatures hovered in the 50s and the wind added a crisp bite to the air. No matter, I was on a mission in Amsterdam’s Albert Cuyp market. Patat frites (French fries) with mayonnaise was the fix I was after: a cone-full of delectable crispy potatoes topped with a dollop of lemon-tinged silky smooth mayo on top. Then again, maybe a fresh stroopwafel (syrup waffle cookies), dripping with hot caramel might do the trick. I could balance the sugary sweetness out with a nice hunk of creamy boerenkaas (farmer’s cheese).

Oh Amsterdam. How I love thee. Once, as a young college student, I lived in this city of sinful delight, and no I’m not referring to the Red Light District or the abundant marijuana. I’m talking about the food. Dutch food is a treat. After a three decade absence, when I found out that I was going to have the opportunity to spend a few days in the city I adored, I can tell you flat out that my list of “must taste” goodies was quite long.

First there’s the cheese. Gouda, Edam, Boerenkaas, even Frisian Clove Cheese (from the north part of the country, Friesland, and made with cumin and cloves). They are all equally tasty and I can never decide so I just nibble on a selection throughout the day.

Then there’s the bread. Put a chunk of cheese on a healthy slice of roggebrood (rye bread) and I am one happy camper. The chewy, heady bread combined with rich flavorful cheese is a match made in heaven. In fact, for nearly nine months straight during my college semester stint in Holland, I ate that duo for lunch.

Breakfast options were all heartbreakers (or heart stoppers, depending on how you look at it). Pindakaas (Dutch peanut butter) slathered on rosijnenbrood (raisin bread) was a favorite, occasionally mixed with hazelnut paste or even some hagelslag (chocolate sprinkles) sprinkled on top. Of course, hagelslag on its own with a schmear of fresh farm butter was mighty fine. That’s how the Dutch eat it.

Just remembering the veritable “spread” (quite literally) of items to slather on bread is enough to make my mouth water. Aside from the peanut butter and hazelnut paste, jams and jellies of every fruit and hue awaited. Appelstroop (apple syrup), in particular, was divine drizzled on…well, just about anything.

In fact some folks find appelstroop pairs nicely with Poffertjes. These small, fluffy, spongy buckwheat pancakes are traditionally served with butter and powdered sugar.  You can find them at Albert Cuyp too. There’s something mesmerizing about standing in front of the poffertje booth while someone – often dressed in a kitschy “old” Dutch costume – whips up your warm and wonderful treat.

If your stomach is starting to churn while reading this, consider a pot of tea and a few hopjes (coffee drops) or salty licorice drops to soothe your digestive woes. Just be warned that the plethora of licorice (black only) choices might give you a headache. Coins, cats, diamonds and windmills: the shapes alone are enough to make your head spin.

Soft or hard? Salty or sweet? Slightly salty or pucker-your-lips salty? Whichever direction you lean, there is a licorice for your liking. Most folks have a love-hate relationship with licorice. I fall solidly on the love-it end of the spectrum which thrilled the “Oma” (grandma) whose home I stayed in and reminded my mother of my own grandmother who was also fond of black licorice.

One of my favorite dishes that Oma made during my semester abroad was a fantastic erwentensoep or pea soup. She always reminded me that it wasn’t “echte” (real) erwentesoep unless you could stand your spoon upright in it. Chunky and chock-filled with peas, carrots, pork and sausage, this soup was the full-meal deal.

Something else I grew to love and long for once I left Holland, was Indonesian food. You could find all sorts of Indonesian snacks, even in vending machines. Little fried balls of this and noodle dishes of that.

Can’t decide? Then get thee some rijstafel or rice table: and endless variety (sometimes as many as forty different dishes) of sates, noodles, meats, fish, and pickled veggies all served with rice.

On my recent trip, I found out that there was Indonesian take-out just a half a block from my B&B. It was amazingly tasty and brought tears to my eyes as I stuffed myself, and reminisced about  rijstafel of days gone by, while looking out to the rooftops of Amsterdam from my top-floor B&B room.

Oh for heaven’s sake, I haven’t even dipped into descriptions of the liquid refreshments. The Dutch are renowned for their beer and jenever (Dutch gin). I’m not much of a beer drinker (my loss, I’m sure, given the Dutch reputation for a good brew), but I had a special fondness for Korewijn, which is a jenever that is aged for several years in oak casks. It is smooth and a lovely tummy warmer after an icy bike ride home.

On New Year’s Day, the Queen’s birthday and a few assorted holidays, ‘Advocaat’ was also popular. Advocaat is a rich and creamy liqueur made from eggs, sugar and brandy. It has a smooth, custard-like flavor. Occasionally it’s so thick that it’s eaten with a spoon.  My Oma served it with a touch of whipped cream and some powdered chocolate.

For the non-drinkers amongst you this brings us to the final Dutch foodie lust item on my list: chocolate. Droste cocoa, with whole milk, fresh of the stove was a near daily indulgence, particularly during the long cold winter of 1980 when I lived in the Netherlands. After growing up on Nestle, I can tell you that once I sipped on deep, dark, delicious Droste it was impossible to go back.

Chocolate took many other forms too. Aside from the Hagelslag mentioned earlier there were many shops with enormous assortments of homemade confections. My love affair with high quality chocolate began right then and there.

Let’s just say that during my three-day stay, I managed to check off a fair number of items from my list of much-missed treats. And, if your pants are feeling a bit tighter after reading this post, you now understand why I gained twenty pounds in the nine months I lived in Amsterdam. Smakelijk eten (Tasty eating)!

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Filed Under: Food, Travel Tagged With: advocaat, Amsterdam, appelstroop, beer, boerenkaas, Droste, Dutch, Edam, erwtensoep, Gouda, hagelslag, Holland, hopjes, Indonesian, korewijn, licorice, patat frites, pindakaas, poffertjes, rijstafel, roggebrood, stroopwafel, the Netherlands

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