Grandad Callaghan’s carrot soup has been the Christmas dinner starter at the family table for as long as I can remember. Grate the carrots so they break down fast, sweat two onions slowly in butter, finish with paprika, fennel seeds, and a swirl of double cream. The reward is a velvety, faintly smoky soup that punches well above its ingredient list.
A few friends asked me for the recipe, so it lives here now.
Peel the carrots fully; the soup is the colour of the skin you leave on.
Four generations
F loves it. My grandad made it for my dad, my dad made it for me, and now I make it for my children. Four generations on the same bowl.
It is the Christmas dinner starter every year, and a 45-minute weeknight bowl the rest of the time. The hardest part is the peeling and the grating, and let’s be honest, that is not very hard.