Beer cheese soup at the Schlafly Tap Room is, to me at least, a St. Louis classic. For one thing, it already includes beer and cheese, two of the three main local food groups (add a bit of bacon and you could hit them all). I’ve had this soup (or at least a taste of my husband’s) pretty much every time that we visit. I think he especially likes that it comes with an extra shot of beer on the side.
On the menu the soup’s description is just “creamy vegetables, cheese, ale.” A great foundation upon which a lot of soups could be built — and also, a platform that allows them to mix things up a bit. In the past the soup had been made with traditional cheddar, and featured a tangy underlying beer flavor. Perhaps it’s seasonal, or maybe they just had extra white cheddar lying around, but this time things were different — the soup was white, and the mild cheddar resulted in a more pronounced onion flavor. Also they use the super-hoppy IPA both in the soup and in the extra shot on the side — the strong beer taste cut through all of the other ingredients and really dominated the soup. Still — ultimately, it was delicious. I guess it’s really hard to go wrong with the combo of beer and cheese.
The Soup Obsession
Published January 26, 2009 Soup Commentary , Soup on the Town Leave a CommentTags: kona bistro, obsession, soup, waitress
I have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with soup.
Okay actually it’s a pretty healthy obsession, as far as obsessions go.
Looking back, I think my obsession really started with a wonderful restaurant that I worked at while I was an undergrad. It was a family-owned spot called Kona Bistro in Oxford, Ohio. (Check it out if you ever find yourself in the middle of nowhere in southeastern Ohio, or visiting Miami University.)
The great thing about Kona Bistro was its commitment to quality ingredients. Prior to my time there I had only worked at big corporate-owned places with an assembly-line approach to food. As a server at Kona, I did not have the pleasure of crafting dishes myself, although eventually I ingratiated myself to the kitchen staff who usually loved to dish about their recipes and techniques. And the owners were generous with their soup — wait staff could pretty much eat the soup for free during a shift, a perk that I took full advantage of during my time there.
Prior to my time at Kona I liked cooking to a certain degree, but I hadn’t thought much about soup. But once I truly understood the simple, direct pleasure a bowl of soup could bring, it started a journey of understanding flavor and ingredients and everything else that I’ve been learning so that I too could replicate the harmonious joy that is a wonderful bowl of soup.
I’ll stop before I bloviate my blog into oblivion. Suffice it to say: me likey the soup.