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| - I'm so glad I speak culinary....my "parlez-vous Anglais" can only get me so far...as does "merci," "bonjour," and "bon nui". The menus don't have to be in English for me to find my way in keeping my belly happy. My last day in Montreal this week and even amid the craziness of letting my sponge brain fill to the brim with all things job related we found time to have lunch. And I'm soooo glad we did.
Soup Soup is a bustling open room with 15' ceilings, exposed brick, simple wooden tables with an eclectic collection of teacher's chairs, 60's half moon chairs and simple stools. We were seated at a farm style table that more than one party shares (these are my favorite kind of places because I love starting conversations with just about anyone).
A bottle of still water, glasses and a napkin with just a spoon on it was readied in a split second during the time it took us to hang up our winter coats. Two floor to almost ceiling blackboards served as soup and sandwich and dessert menus. There were several to choose from but here is what we ordered today:
Calabrese-slices of slightly spicy salami, grilled nectarines, tomato and a caramelized onion mayo found its way onto 2 of my co-worker's plate...for me, I went with the Chevre, puree apricot and grilled asparagus sandwich. I know I know, but Cheryl you aren't that big a fan of Goat Cheee - I can hear my husband say....I just couldn't help myself, and I was greatly rewarded by my choice. Both sandwiches were served on the freshest Ciabatta. The tartness of the cheese spread on this fresh bread, with a schmear of the smooth sweet apricot puree topped with the smokey flavor of the grilled asparagus just took my breath away.
Let's move on to the namesake of this restaurant...the soup. Two specific offerings caught our eye and we were sold! My choice was the papaya/coconut/ginger soup. Geez Louise was this incredible. This flavorful broth, chicken undertone, had absorbed the sweetness of the papaya and micro-planed ginger topped off with coconut water. There were chunks of papaya, slices of yellow onion, okra (yeah, okra), all throughout the bowl. What a perfect infusion of flavors and just the right amount of seasoning.....the only, and I mean only comment against this perfection is that it could have used just a tad more salt and pepper, but simple enough to remedy one's self.
The other choice of soup today was the onion beer soup. Perfectly sauteed or sweatted onions swam in a hearty beef broth that had a heady overtone of beer throughout. No cheese topped this bowl of goodness, and to tell you the truth I think it would have ruined the dish!
With a bowl of soup and a half sandwich filling our bellies we gladly paid our bill and walked the 10 minute distance back to our office on Peel. Happy Happy, Joy Joy is all I can say. If you haven't taken your lunch there, you gotta go. This will certainly be a repeat visit for me....already planning when that will happen :)
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