In the last couple of days, we've had almost a foot of snow here in the southern highlands. It has kept an awful lot of people off the roads, including yours truly. As a Pagan, I don't celebrate Christmas but because I'm a Southerner, I often visit family in the area and snack on their spiral-sliced ham and potato salad and such.
This year, I've eaten rather a lot of yoghurt-covered nuts and some bacon.
That's just not right somehow.
So in the spirit of snow and not of Yuletide, I made a pot of soup today. Began by sauteeing onions, garlic, herbs and celery in some olive oil. Then I added a pound of chopped mushrooms. Then a can of diced tomatoes. Then a box of organic chicken broth. There were some over-cooked and subsequently frozen green beans from the garden that went in, too.
Cracked some pepper into it, let it simmer for a while.
Thick, frangrant. We grated some hard parm over each serving and dug in, with sliced baguette on the side.
Winter, snow, soup.
Hope you had some good soup, too.
10 hours ago
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