This week's adventure in soup brought my cohort and I back to an old steadfast: Karen's on Astor place. As I spooned warm broth into my mouth, I spooned memories into my soul. memories of weekly lunch dates with close friends where we tipped out the problems of the week, and filled ourselves with warm soupy goodness.
This time was not too much different. I had the broccoli rabe and white bean soup and my friend had the chicken and vegetable. Now, in years previous, I have loved all Karen's soups, but today it wasn't as good as I wanted it to be. I added a small packet of salt and that seemed to help. I also felt the same about my cohorts soup, but I couldn't force him to add salt to his. Mind you I was a girl raised on Campbell's soups, where the sodium content is through the roof. So I've come to believe that salty soup is the norm. Although this was never a complain on previous visits to Karen's.
All the vegetables in both the broccoli rabe and the chicken vegetable were perfectly tender and holding their shape until crushed. And the brocoli rabe's tomato broth was the perfect balance between watery and think. The chicken vegetable was a golden shiny chicken broth.
Ultimately, if you like not salty soup Karen's is for you.
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