We’ve got a local farmer’s market and every year, the farmers change a little. I keep on urging folks to grow poblano peppers. To my mind, that is the prince of peppers! I bring them home, grill them on my smokey joe, put ’em in a paper bag, peel em after they’ve sweated a while, and put them in a plastic container in the freezer. Then, all the rest of the year, when I need a little bit of heat, I take it out, shave some peelings off the frozen block of peppers and throw them in the pot. Poblanos range from about a 2 to as hot as a 6 or 7. Since my family doesn’t like heat the way I do, it’s not too bad, but in addition, they add a wonderful flavor all their own, aside from being pure heat, like habaneros or scotch bonnets.
One day, a couple of years ago, I had a about a cup of leftover squash. I was a new squash for me—a reddish orange squash with a long, russian-sound name that begins with k and ends in itch, or something like that. Maybe a Kabocha, although the picture of those on the internet were green, and this squash was a deep orangey-red, outside, and then more orange inside.
I pulled out some frozen broth leftoever from the giblets at Thanksgiving, threw in the squash, added a few shavings of frozen poblano (always a delicate balance, since you never know exactly how hot the poblanos are, so it’s a crap shoot in figuring out whether I put in too much for the family, which makes me happy, or not enough for me, which makes them happy), and then I pureed it with my in-pot blender. It got nice and frothy. I threw in some salt and pepper and nutmeg (it is squash, after all!), and then, the coup de grace, about a small plastic container of frozen corn I had cut off the cob a few months ago. I decided the corn was to big, so I blended it a bit more—to a cream corn consistency. Finally, I finished by throwing in some cream. Maybe a little less than a half-pint. Hard to say. I just pour it in until it feels right.
Oh man! What a delicious soup! No recipe at all. Just out of my head! Ain’t it sublime making up stuff out of what you got in the freezer?
[edit] Actually, this soup is so delicious, that I once wrote a story of seduction about it—back in my manic days.