Summer in a jar.
I'll admit to being less than enthusiastic about the finished product. I'm kind of a purist when it comes to tomatoes: Whole, juice or Mom's home-canned creamy tomato soup. Period. I will add my own vegetables thankyouverymuch.
Until tonight. Tonight was special. Tonight I fell in love.
Earlier this afternoon, I looked through every one of my local cookbooks for a Snowmobile Soup recipe. I've eaten it in a local restaurant--and it's a richly flavored hamburger soup I think made popular being served by the local snowmobile clubs at the end of a long day of riding. It felt like a night for soup and I had picked up some fresh ground beef yesterday. Since I couldn't find any recipe for Snowmobile Soup, I came up with a "rogue" version.
I browned about a pound and a half of the ground beef with a shallot, then added two jars of "summer" and some finely diced potatoes. For seasoning, I added salt and pepper, a sprinkle of Italian seasoning and a bay leaf. When the potatoes were cooked, I added a pint of Mom's home canned tomato soup. From start to finish was only about an hour and the soup was delicious. I warmed some home-baked dinner rolls to dunk in the soup. Ahhhh, bliss.
Now I know the true meaning of the best of both worlds: While we're eating summer in a jar, here is the view from our living room window.