Baked Bean and Vegetable Soup
Sarah Allen • August 27, 2019
This recipe was created and written by my 9 year old daughter. It might be a good way to encourage baked bean loving kids to eat a vegetable soup! However our whole family loved it! This was created with the contents of our fridge on the particular day (all plastic-free and seasonal) and the baked beans added at the end as the flavour was very oniony without them!
| WHAT YOU WILL NEED: |
. 1 carrot, peeled and cut into small pieces
. Half a leek, cut into small pieces
. 1 clove of garlic, crushed
. 1 teaspoon of mixed herbs
. About a pint of boiling water
. 1 stock cube
. 1 can of baked beans
| WHAT TO DO: 1. Put the onion and the garlic in a pan and cook until the onion is soft. 2. Add the leek, leave until soft. 3. Mix the stock and boiling water together. 4. Add the carrot into the pan. 5. Add the boiling water and stock mix to the pan. 6. Add the mixed herbs to the pan. 7. Blend the soup (if you don’t want whole baked beans in you soup add the baked beans now then blend). 8. Add the baked bean and leave to cook for a few minutes. |
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