What would you do if you weren’t afraid of failing?

It’s not an original question, I’ll admit.  Quite the contrary, in fact.  It’s pretty painfully cheesy, like those horrible motivational posters we used to have in our gym locker rooms for high school sports, or the quotes I carefully wrote into my journals, in metallic pens and with cutesy cut-outs as decorations.

Yet, it was the question I found myself asking in my mind last night as I got ready for bed and contemplated the journey back to Boston and working/studying/data analysis/teaching/writing/whatever-it-is-I-actually-do after a swift and very full holiday vacation.  I have a tentative nature when it comes to work and school, and I put a lot of effort, particularly mental effort, into trying to make sure I do everything right and just as others want.  The idea of failing is so scary I almost never allow myself to fully contemplate it.

Not so with cooking.  There, I am not so afraid of mistakes.  Sometimes I might even be daring.  I certainly try things I’ve never tried before all the time, even when I’m cooking for strangers or people I want to impress.  Perhaps it’s because of the extremely concrete nature of what failure would mean in this context. Barring hacking a limb off with a knife or burning the entire house down, failure simply means you make something that tastes horrible, neither you nor your guests will want to eat it, and you will simply have to do one of the following: a) throw together something super simple and quick in it’s place (like spaghetti or grilled cheese); b) order take out; or c) skip straight to dessert.  And in the end you’ll probably laugh.

When it comes to work or school, failure feels far less concrete, far more scary.  Not doing as well as I’m expected to on something may, in fact, signal doomsday.  Complete and utter catastrophic chaos.  Billious black clouds and gnashing of teeth and such.  That’s what I would have myself think, at least.  Which makes work an even more strenuous proposition than it otherwise would be.

But, the fact of the matter (I think. I hope.) is that in this context, it is just as in cooking.  Failure is failure, nothing more.  It is not the end of the world.  Failure may mean having to apologize, or maybe having some responsibilities revoked or having someone laugh at you, or maybe even getting kicked out and having to find something else.  Which would be hard, possibly painful.  But still, it turns out this probably wouldn’t be the end of the world.

I’m terrible at resolutions.  I tend to forget them within a few days.  But, I make them nonetheless, if only to make a brief mental commitment to a particular direction or disposition.  This year, I am resolving to try to throw myself into everything with the attitude I have in cooking, a little bravery and abandon.  I doubt it will work all the time, but even the occasional reminder and attempt is a good thing.  We all get places one step at a time.

And, with this attitude, I’m also sharing with you a parsnip and leek soup that I made for a dinner party at my parents’ house.  The guests were a set of very discerning (also extremely loving and easy to please, but we’re going to leave that out for the sake of drama here) family friends who hear stories about my cooking and have, shall we say, expectations.  One guest, even, was an extremely talented professional chef.  Obviously the stakes were high (we’re going for drama, remember).

So, me being me, I made a bunch of things I had never made before.  That’s just how I roll.  They weren’t exactly my own recipes – I had way too tantalizing a stack of new cookbooks from the season’s gift giving not to go trolling through them for ideas – they were mostly adapted from Melissa Clark’s new book Cook this Now (which, in spite of its bossy title, is filled with extremely easy going and friendly recipes and headnotes).  We had braised short ribs, a couscous pilaf (ok, I admit, I totally winged that one), and a cranberry cornmeal upside down cake.  But, this parsnip and leek soup, which I made for a starter, may have been my favorite part of the meal.

It’s a twist on the classic comfort-soup potato and leek combo.  The leeks still bring their mellow, green-tinged oniony flavor to the mix, but where potatoes are so mild and creamy as to be almost bland in soup, in this soup the parsnip flavor jovially flings open the shutters and cries, “here I am!” It is redolent with complex sweetness, woodiness, and a trace of spiciness.

There is a bit of potato for bulk, and the addition of celery stalks and leaves (in a much greater quantity than your standard mirepoix) offsets the sweetness with a pleasant, thin bitterness.  With a powerful blender, you can whirr this into an impressively creamy soup.  If you are like my mother, who likes cream in quantities even larger than I care for (we are dairy fanatics, my family), you may want to stir in a bit of creme fraiche at the end.  But, I don’t think it needs it.  What is nice is a last-minute squeeze of lemon, to add perkiness to the thick, warm hug of the soup.  Finally, some homemade croutons of a hearty, seeded bread give nice bites of crunch.

Of course, you could also sprinkle on bacon.  Or, I can say from experience that chunks of smoked salmon are good stirred in.  You could spice the soup up a little with some nutmeg, or some curry, or something else entirely.  Experiment.  Here’s to a brave new year!

Parsnip and Leek Soup (serves 6) adapted from Cook This Now by Melissa Clark

  • 4 Tbs. butter
  • 5 large leeks, white and light green parts only
  • 1 tsp. salt, plus more
  • 3 celery stalks, with their leaves on if possible
  • a small bunch of thyme (about 4 twigs)
  • 1 bay leaf
  • 1 1/2 lbs. parsnips, peeled and thinly sliced
  • 2-3 small potatoes, peeled and chunked
  • 6 cups chicken or vegetable broth
  • a squeeze of lemon juice
  • several thick slices of hearty multigrain bread
  1. Slice the leeks in half lengthwise, but stopping before you quite get through the white part of the bulb (so they won’t be completely cut in half, but have a long slit down their middles), put them in a large bowl of warm water and let them soak for about 10 minutes.  Drain out the water and the grit that has fallen out of the leeks.  Give the leeks a second rinse, just to be sure you’ve cleaned out all of the dirt.  Then, slice them thinly.
  2. Melt the butter in a large soup pot over medium heat.  Add the leeks, 1 tsp. salt, and a nice sprinkling of black pepper. Cover, and cook gently until the leeks are soft but not brown, 5-7 minutes.
  3. In the meantime, remove the tops from the celery stalks (the leafy part) and set aside, then thinly slice the celery.  Add the celery to the pot, uncover and sautee for about another 5 minutes, until the celery is starting to become shiny.  At this point, throw in the celery leaves, the thyme, and the bay leaf.  Add the parsnips, potatoes, and the broth.  Bring to a boil, then turn down to a simmer, cover, and cook until the vegetables are completely soft, around 40 minutes.
  4. Fish out the celery leaves, thyme, and bay leaf.  Puree the soup in batches until it is smooth and creamy (add a little extra water or broth if it is too thick).  Taste it and add more salt and pepper plus some squirts of lemon juice to taste.
  5. While the soup is simmering, cut the bread slices into crouton sized cubes.  Toss them with a drizzle of olive oil, spread them on a baking sheet, and bake at 350F until they are crispy, about 10-15 minutes.
  6. To serve, ladle the soup into bowls, sprinkle with croutons, and drizzle with a wee bit of olive oil if desired.
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20 Responses to Parsnip and leek soup

  1. Hey Emily!
    This looks fabulous, haven’t tried it yet but I am a parsnip fan. I’m also a fan of you and your mom’s writing.
    Definitely comfort food in my books. Mmm with a nice crunchy, hard roll.

    • Emily (Kuross) Vikre says:

      Thanks so much Peaches! I hope you give it a try. Hope you’re having a very happy start to the New Year! We were very sorry to be out of town for your party.

  2. vintagejenta says:

    Going grocery shopping tomorrow. Might have to pick up some leeks and parsnips! If only leeks weren’t so gosh-darned expensive…

    • Emily (Kuross) Vikre says:

      I know what you mean. They can be SO expensive! I only splurge on them sometimes, and I also feel so lucky whenever they come in our CSA.

  3. hännah says:

    What a wonderful twist on potato-leek soup! I would love to give this a try.

  4. I’ve decided that this year, I’ll be leaping and just praying that the net appears. Mostly because fear of failure is totally exhausting, so I’m just going to go nuts on 2012 and see what happens.

    Oh, and maybe I’ll make this soup…

    Happy New Year!

  5. Norma says:

    Awesome recipes…thank you

  6. Great post, you really have a talent for writing.

  7. Mercedes says:

    I love these types of soup especially this time of year!

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  9. karenish says:

    Oh my goodness! This looks so delicious and luxurious. And I’d certainly score all kinds of points with the man, who loves parsnips.

    • Emily (Kuross) Vikre says:

      Delicious and luxurious is exactly right! And, it tastes wonderfully of parsnip, so anyone who loves parsnips will definitely like it.

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  11. Hannah says:

    I love both your attitude for 2012 and your twist on potato leek soup! Cheers to you!

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