It's a proper Scottish day here today, low mist with thin drizzle and chilly, but we took our usual couple of hours' exercise, this time along the coast below Dunrobin Castle with its few bedraggled tourists pretending they were thoroughly enjoying their Highland holiday. What makes these wet walks more than bearable is the prospect of a bowl of home-made soup, the recipe for this leek and potato soup....
....coming from one of Mrs MW's mother's books. It's pretty battered from what may be as much as ninety years' use - the first edition was published in 1930 - but the recipes are still as good as new.
We derive some considerable pleasure from our continuing use of so many things that belonged to our parents - the dining room table at which we sat to eat the soup, and the dining chairs on which we sat, belonged to Mrs MW's parents. We only get rid of something when it really is no longer fit for purpose, and even then we feel bad as we say goodbye.
Fat books like this often have things pushed in to them. This one has a fairly ancient bookmark printed with a picture of Gloucester cathedral, Gloucester being a city in which the family lived for some years.
Anyway, just in case any reader fancies trying a traditional recipe for a good potato soup or, as it reminds us, puree de pommes de terre, here it is.
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