Simple, healthy, and fresh summer
tortilla soup - from Author Lorel Clayton
I love to cook, and I love Mexican food! Unfortunately,
I’m getting older (think middle age and then add a few years), which means I
need to look out for my health. Plus, I have GERD (really bad reflux), which
landed me in the ER being checked for a heart attack when I was at Disneyland
last year after having a massive margarita and spicy nachos. An embarrassing
and not fun way to spend one of my evenings. They gave me a list of things not
to eat, which includes just about everything I love. I’ve tried to be good, but
I miss my margaritas and nachos SO much!
This recipe, however, is one I can enjoy guilt free—no
nasty chest pains and no added cushioning for my already hourglass figure. It’s
also super simple, which is just what I need after a long day of full-time work
and juggling home life, which includes a teenage son with autism who requires
his own separate meals, so this is just for hubby and me.
Without further ado….
Summer
Tortilla Soup (2 servings)
Ingredients
- 2
large tomatoes, chopped (preferably organic and vine
ripened)
- 2
Avocados, diced (I LOVE avocado, but you can split one
if you need to)
- 150g
chicken breast, diced (vegetarians could use black beans or
firm tofu)
- 1
bunch cilantro, chopped (I live in Australia, and they
call it coriander leaves here)
- 1
tbsp ground cumin (I prefer grinding cumin seeds in a
mortar and pestle)
- Pinch
chili flakes (naughty of me but you can add spice to
taste)
- 4
cups chicken broth (or vegetable)
- 6
corn tortillas (you can use more but 2-3 per person is
fine)
- Sprinkle
of shredded cheddar cheese to serve
- Olive
oil (for
cooking)
Cooking Instructions
- Use
a pan about twice the volume of your broth to be safe and fry up your chicken
(or tofu/beans) with a drizzle of olive oil in the same pan that will hold the
soup.
- Add
ground cumin and chili to the pan, heating until the cumin is aromatic.
- Add
your broth and stir, dislodging any bits stuck to the bottom.
- Bring
to a low boil and then turn down the heat. Simmer gently while you prepare your
tortillas.
- Slice
the corn tortillas into strips. You can either bake them at 200°C (400°F) on a
cookie sheet with a spray of olive oil for about 7 minutes OR fry them in a
separate pan in a few tablespoons of olive oil, then place on a paper towel to
drain.
- Add
tomatoes and cilantro to your soup and remove from heat—you want it just warmed
up, with the cilantro a fresh green color.
- Put
your tortilla strips in two bowls and overlay with soup, dividing equally.
- Add
shredded cheese and avocado to each bowl, salt and pepper to taste.
Enjoy!
Excerpt:
A flash of lightning sent shadows looming, blocky figures in dark raincoats, as they hefted my steamer trunk from the hold and onto the deck of the airship. Rain pummelled them, driven sideways by the wind. Crew scrambled to tie ropes after several corroded brass moorings tore free of the old dock. The deck swayed beneath me, so I widened my stance. I shifted into a fighting pose and pulled the serrated sword from its bone sheath. My Ashur was the weapon of choice for Solhan ladies, but I was no lady.
“Where do you think you’re taking that?” I asked, my ominous tone punctuated with thunder.
The thugs in raincoats froze, surprised to see me. Someone had drugged my meal and barred my cabin door from the outside. Fortunately, I had invisible Bogle companions following me everywhere, always the first to eat my meals, not because they were official food testers but because they were eternally hungry. They also removed the metal bar from the outside, so I escaped without needing to cut through the cabin wall, which I would have done. I would do anything to protect that trunk.
“No pithy comeback or plausible excuse?” I said, disappointed. “You two really are thick. Who do you work for?”
The deckhands saw my drawn blade and froze too. This old dock was not Highcrowne, likely a pirate mooring off the usual air routes. Either they were trying to find refuge in the storm, or they were in on it too. I didn’t think they were pirates, else they would all be armed and coming at me with swords, but something was off about them. That’s what I got for eschewing the premier airship liners with their security protection, courtesy of Rose Industries. I’d been trying to lay low, but it looked like I would need to be laying low a few bad guys instead.
“We don’t want any trouble,” one of the crew said, raising his hands.
“Untie us and get us back underway and there won’t be any,” I said. I didn’t know how to fly this thing, and so I couldn’t kill them, as tempting as it was. The two holding my trunk, however…. “I told you both to set that down. Gently.”
They obeyed. Never trust anyone who complies so quickly. Not in this line of work. I ignored the crew, their hands full of ropes, their bedraggled clothing too threadbare to hide any weapons, and I went for the raincoats.
One whipped out a flintlock pistol. Fool. It was too wet to fire. The other was slightly smarter, revealing a bullwhip. He was fast too. He struck, wrapping it around the tip of my sword before I got to him.
The one weakness of a serrated blade was how easily it could be caught, but that usually worked both ways. It was fantastic for disarming an opponent, and if it was sharp enough—as mine was—it sliced right through anything, including leather. His whip lost a third of its length, and a heartbeat later I had the tip of my sword pointed at his eye. The one with the useless pistol donned brass knuckles and came for me, but I wasn’t only a good swordswoman, I was a necromancer. Big mistake.
Lorel and Clayton were teen sweethearts, brought together by a fierce love of books (and hormones). Despite being married for almost 35 years, they are still madly in love and still writing. As writing partners, they meld logic, creativity, and genres. Fantasy, science-fiction, mystery, horror, steampunk, thriller, romance, classics … they read them all, and if they can mix them they will!
Still reading? Want to know more?
Lorel has a PhD in molecular biology and Once Upon a Time did cancer research before turning to the dark side (aka marketing), but she uses her powers for good, helping raise funds for charity. She loves books, movies and animals, and would gladly spend all day with a cat on her lap and the wind in her hair (Conan reference there), while tapping out a story on her keyboard. Or maybe a movie script. With coffee of course. And lots of chocolate!
Clayton is a classically trained painter turned digital artist who now glares at the AI generated images currently obliterating the slim chance artists once had of earning a living. Clayton is severely dyslexic but loves books and storytelling. He adds vast imagination and a discerning ear for effective prose to their creative collaboration, not to mention the book cover art.
Born and raised in the western United States, they traveled to Sydney, Australia in 1997 and never left, finding the sunshine and beaches of “Oz” too irresistible.
Look
them up if ever you’re Down Under.
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