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🍲 Cock-a-leeky Soup 🍲

Cock-a-Leeky soup (chicken and leek) is a really old and traditional Scottish soup. I make it with rice but you can add pearled barley instead if you want. This Scottish soup is traditionally served as the starter on Bruns night. It is delicious as an autumn and winter soup. I have to say it is really light so you might need something on the side to make it a full dinner. I love eating them with fresh warm cheddar scones.

I discovered this soup not a long time ago and I love it. It is really easy to do and really cheap as well. It makes my home smells really good!

🔮Magical correspondences🔮

This soup can be made to attract protection and love. In any case, if you to attract stir your soup clockwise. I like to bless my ingredients before I start cooking and also I light a white candle and meditate a few breath on the intention I want to infuse when cooking.

Leek: protection, love

Onion: protection, lust

Thyme: Love

🍲 Cock-a-Leeky 🍲

Preparation: 10 minutes

Cooking: about 1 hour

4 portions

Ingredients:

1 chicken breast

1L vegetable broth or chicken broth

1 big leek (or 2 medium size ones) cut in thin slivers

1 onion cut in thin cubes

2 thym sprigs

6 dry prunes cut in small cubes

50g dry rice (about 1/3 cup)

20g butter (about 2tbsp)

1 glass of dry white wine (optional)

Recipe:

Bring the broth (and the wine) to a boil, add the chicken and let it simmer.

Cook the leek and onion in a pan with the butter and the thyme on medium-low heat for about 15 minutes or until they are transparent, tender and smell really good

Pour the vegetables into the broth with the chicken. Let it simmer for about 30 minutes

Take the chicken breast out of the broth and shred it in fine pieces than put it back to the soup

Add the rice and the dry prunes and let it simmer for 15 minutes

Enjoy!

Notes:

It will last a couple of days in a air tight container in the fridge.

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