Roasted tomato soup


There were some GORGEOUS heirloom tomatoes at Cental Market. Now, I don’t really like fresh tomatoes. Actually, I won’t eat them. I know that’s the culinary equivalent of saying I kick puppies, but I’m not here to lie to anyone. I DO love cooked, seasoned tomatoes. I have never eaten tomato soup. I still won’t, unless I’ve prepared it myself, so don’t go thinking you’ll sneak some Campbell’s by me when I’m visiting or anything…

Back to the matter at hand: I bought some heirlooms, sweet corn on the cob, and red pepper. Roasted the HELL out of them under my broiler, and then peeled and pureed them with the sexy-ass immersion blender Chris got me for Christmas…

And what resulted was some very tasty, roasty, toasty soup. I drizzled it with heavy cream and topped it with roasted corn and croutons (from some leftover bread, olive oil, and smoked salt). A meatball sub used up the rest of the meatballs and french bread from earlier this week. Mmmmmmmm. Also, without the cream involved, the soup was really healthy. Only Chris got cream in his soup, which was very sad for me, but it’s a sacrifice that I have to make so that I can avoid crying myself to sleep over weight gain…

2 thoughts on “Roasted tomato soup”

  1. I told myself that this year I was going to make homemade tomato soup (from the Colorado Cache book) using the tomatoes I grew at home (green zebra, brandywine, lemon boy, and marvel)…now, if only it would stop being so FREAKING hot so the poor plants could actually grow…

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