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Tomato Bisque

I love this tomato bisque so much, I am willing to share the recipe, which makes sense since I picked it up at Foodnetwork.com anyway. The bacon flavor is so subtle, you could eliminate it if you'd like, but then you couldn't munch on the tasty little bits while the soup simmers, and you wouldn't have any to use as a garnish. I actually like this chilled as well as warm. And judging by how my cat Tiger is licking the bowl, he seems to like it to. Oh, and this is very nice served with prosciutto and smoked Gouda panini.

TOMATO BISQUE
From Food Network Kitchens

4 tablespoons unsalted butter
1 tablespoon minced bacon (about 1/2 ounce)
1 Spanish onion, chopped
1 carrot, chopped
1 stalk celery, chopped
4 cloves garlic, minced
5 tablespoons all-purpose flour
5 cups chicken broth, homemade or low-sodium canned
1 (28-ounce) can whole, peeled tomatoes (with liquid), roughly chopped
3 parsley sprigs
3 fresh thyme sprigs
1 bay leaf
1 cup heavy cream
1 3/4 teaspoon kosher salt
Freshly ground black pepper

Heat the butter in a large soup pot over medium-high heat. Add the bacon and cook, stirring, until crisp and most of the fat has rendered, about 1 minute. Using a slotted spoon, transfer the bacon to a paper towel-lined plate and set aside. Lower the heat to medium, add the onion, carrots, celery, and garlic and cook, covered, stirring occasionally, until soft and fragrant, about 8 minutes.
Stir in the flour and cook, stirring, for 3 minutes. Pour in the broth and tomatoes and bring to a boil while whisking constantly. Tie the parsley sprigs, thyme, and bay leaf together with a piece of kitchen twine and add to the pot. Lower the heat and simmer for 30 minutes. Remove from the heat and allow to cool.

When the soup base is cool, remove and discard the herb bundle. Working in batches, transfer the mixture to a blender and puree until smooth. Using a sieve over a large bowl, strain the tomato puree. Return the puree to the pot and reheat over medium heat.

Whisk the heavy cream and salt into the soup and season with pepper to taste. Divide among warm soup bowls and serve immediately.

Comments

dive said…
I'm glad I read this just before lunchtime. It sounds really yummy, Robyn.
Great Robyn!!!!! I will copy this and hopefully make it sometime soon.

I'm still waiting for the order that you were supposed to send me.

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