tablespoonpacked brown sugar or maple syrup (optional)
cuphalf and half, light cream or milk
Dairy sour cream (optional)
Fresh sage leaves (optional)
directionsIn a large saucepan, cook onion, curry powder, cumin, coriander, and salt in hot butter until onion is tender. Whisk in pumpkin, chicken broth, and brown sugar or maple syrup, if desired, until well combined. Bring mixture just to boiling; reduce heat. Stir in half and half and heat through. If desired, garnish with sour cream and sage leaves. Makes 6 to 8 servings.
nutrition facts (Holiday Pumpkin Soup)
Servings Per Recipe 6,
cal. (kcal) 137,
Fat, total (g) 7,
chol. (mg) 21,
sat. fat (g) 4,
carb. (g) 16,
dietary fiber (g) 4,
protein (g) 3,
vit. A (IU) 21623,
vit. C (mg) 6,
sodium (mg) 665,
calcium (mg) 81,
iron (mg) 2,
Percent Daily Values are based on a 2,000 calorie diet
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