Michelle ~ A.K.A. Tigress32
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Before you buy.
Marie-Anne.
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First, DON'T scrape or scratch at the bottom of the pot--leave that
burned stuff down there. The particles of that floating around in the
soup are where a great deal of the burned taste comes from.
Immediately pour the soup into a clean pot, don't even stir it first,
and don't burn it in this one.
With some things, you'll get lucky--chili actually tastes kind of
groovy with just the slightest burn to it. I've heard that most thick
soups can be salvaged if you catch the burn early, and don't disturb
the burned bits. Thinner soups are quite hard to burn, and I'd think
if you burned a pot of, say, chicken noodle, you could count on it
being a complete goner from the beginning.
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I always make my potato soup and variations in the crockpot. Add milk
and/or cheese to heat before serving.
You can't burn it! Forgetting about it is the whole point. ;o)
chipper
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Sorry, but I'd have to disagree with you.
One night a couple of months ago, I made a huge pot of kapousta (Ukranian
cabbage & pork soup) for a pot luck at the office the next day. I spent 5
hours over the stove.
Well, just before it finished, I ran down to get the laundry. When I got off
the elevator with my basket of freshly laundered clothes, I took one whiff and
thought, "Oh shit!!"
Bottom line, the soup had scorched. I took one taste and thought, "What the
hell am I going to take to the pot-luck now? It's 11:00, I've ruined the soup
and it's too late to make anything else. Son of a bitch!!!!
Well, I'd spent so much time on it, and there was so much of it (enough for 42
people) that I just couldn't bring myself to throw it out just then. So I put
it in the refrigerator and went to bed.
Just before leaving for the office the next morning, I opened the refrigerator
door and looked angrily at the enormous pot of soup sitting on the top shelf.
I decided to taste it.
Guess what? It was delicious!! The scorched taste that has so infuriated me
the night before had disappeared .... and so I took the soup to the office.
J.