This morning I had a dream about my favourite corn soup that my grandma used to make. It's not as tasty as those served in restaurants but whenever I returned to Indonesia every twice a year for holidays, my grandma never failed to make me a whole pot of it. I remembered how i never failed to gobble down at least half of it too! My grandma took it personally when the soup didn't turn out as good as she hoped it to be, and she said cooking corn soup is like lottery to her, it takes a bit of luck and chances everytime. Lol~ The thoughts and efforts that she put into the corn soup made it the most delicious corn soup that I would no longer be able to taste. During her funeral, my dad was even saying to me "Grandma's gone... no one's going to cook corn soup for you anymore". The pain of losing her is still tearing all of us apart now. I hope she's all well up there.
Anyway, I tried to recreate the corn soup using the recipes and ingredients that my grandma used, except that I'm using pure chicken broth and adding shredded chicken slices to my soup. It tastes quite good, except that the appearance didn't seem to be as tempting because I don't have a strainer to pour the eggs through at the last step. I think I've added too much vermicilli too. The soup turns out to be:
... a really THICK corn soup! Lol~ Next time i'll cut down on the vermicilli and corn starch :)
I guess my attempt to recreate grandma's corn soup didn't succeed. It's indeed irreplaceable. Grandma, please come visit us in our dreams and serve us some corn soup ok? Teehee~
