Thursday was an unseasonably warm January day here on the East Coast. The sun warmed my skin during a midday walk, with readings reaching into the upper 40s. Today dawned with the same promise, but as the hours marched on the skies went grey and a steady drizzle set in. So by day's end I was in fact in the perfect mood for a simple, warming soup and bread dinner.
Red Lentil Soup
Serves 8-10
2 yellow onions chopped fine
5-6 cloves garlic minced
1 carrot, peeled, chopped fine
1 tablespoon fresh ginger minced
1 tablespoon ground cumin
1 tablespoon ground coriander
3 cups red lentils
6-8 cups water
2 cubes chicken broth
1 can San Marzano tomatoes, crushed
1 can chick peas
3-4 handfuls fresh spinach
2 tablespoons chopped cilantro
2 tablespoons vegetable oil
salt, pepper
3-4 tablespoons fresh cilantro sprigs, chopped.
Using a sieve rinse lentils in cold water until it runs clear, set aside.
Heat the oil gently in a large pot, add onions, garlic and carrot and stir until coated with oil. Sprinkle the spices and ginger over the vegetables and saute until onions are translucent and soft, about 4-5 minutes.
Add lentils, and 6 cups of water (add more as needed), broth cubes and tomatoes and stir well.
Simmer for about 25 minutes, under a lid, until the lentils are soft. Check every now and then to see if more water needs to be added. It should be fairly thick in consistency.
Add chick peas and spinach and cook another 5 minutes, adjust seasoning with salt and pepper, finally stirred in some fresh chopped cilantro.
The soup can be kept vegetarian by using vegetable broth. Personally, I prefer the depth of flavor gained by using chicken broth.
I toyed with the idea of serving pappadams or naan, either of which would have been a perfect complement but there was a clamor for panini so I decided to keep the flavors simple: caramelized a red onion in olive oil, piled the onion on day-old crusty bread, added slices of mozzarella, buttered the outside of the bread and stuck it in my panini pan until the outside was golden brown.
Not every trip between the same two points need follow the same well-worn path. Thus, this past winter-chilled and overcast trek from Maryland back home to New York veered in a westerly arc heading inland via the little riverside towns of New Hope, PA and Lambertville, NJ Steeped in history, the hamlets lay nestled side-by-side, hugging either bank of the Delaware River. It was here that George Washington and his troops made their famous icy crossing that fateful Christmas night so many years ago. Luckily, both warfare, and later wrecking balls, spared many of the older 2-story buildings that still line the streets, so beautifully crafted of locally quarried stone with each rounded cobble outlined in light-hued pointing.
Both towns offer a slew of shops and eateries, some better than others, most with a bit of a touristy feel but still worth a visit. Last time I passed through here it was with a 6 month old in my arms, said babe is now a strapping 6' 2" teenager so it was time for a visit.
As we drove north across the iron-beamed span of the Delaware Memorial Bridge and on into southern New Jersey I started reading up on area restaurants. I tend to peruse Yelp or Chowhound for ideas and reviews. The Triumph Brewing Company in New Hope caught my eye, located a bit north of the busiest part of town would make finding a parking space less of a hassle, and they boast locally grown organic food as well as microbrews...how could I lose? The menu is posted online, but I don't like to peek ahead too much since, to me, that spoils some of the fun of a new place. I want to settle in, gather in all the smells, sights and sounds, perhaps glance at what's already on the plates of others around me and only then take in what the menu has to offer.
Housed in what was once the storage site of massive rolls of paper for the Union Camp paper bag company, Triumph Brewing occupies an auburn brick warehouse alongside the tracks of the historic New Hope-Ivyland railroad line. Outside the window, maroon passenger cars were pulled along a by a shiny black locomotive as it huffed and puffed billows of steam and smoke into the frosty air.
Blonde wood steps led us from a big bar downstairs, past the click-clack of pool tables and shiny brew tanks and on upstairs to an open airy dining room.
The menu is pretty standard for the East Coast with the usual array of salads, soups, burgers and sandwiches, but also some interesting entrees like pork osso bucco and duck tacos. Sadly, I wasn't hungry enough to tackle a big plate of food, besides I had to leave room for the beer...
I usually don't engage in that much personal chit-chat with waiters, but Cory was really mild and unassuming and when he turned around there were the most amazing dread locks. 12 years in the making, he said, and since my oldest is working on a micro set of his own Cory and I discussed the care and maintenance of dreads.
So, back to the food...I settled on the blue cheese, arugula and
cranberry panini which was a nice play on cheesy tang, peppery greens
and the sweet-tart contrast of cranberries. The bread was crusty and
warm, covered with an amalgam of little crunchy grains, cut just the
right thickness for non-embarassing bites.
As for the beer...well...I will have to say I was underwhelmed.
Among this flight of six, only one is worthy of a mention. Third from the left is the Winter Bock, light on the palate but with an unexpected subtle depth of burnt wood from a smoked beechwood malt that gave it lingering smokey notes. The rest were flat and thin tasting, even the stout lacked body. So it goes.
The soup can be kept vegetarian by using vegetable broth. Personally, I prefer the depth of flavor gained by using chicken broth.
