Sustenance

It's a Saturday afternoon, the furry boys are snoozing somewhere, partner is in bed having a kip after an 03:30 rise for work, it's raining outside, I'm still in my pj's and I'm making soup.

There's something about making soup that reminds me of my Granny. She made the best soup I've ever eaten. I don't know what she did to make it taste so good but I've never been able to recreate hers. It usually tasted even better on the second day too! Mine is okay, don't get me wrong but it just doesn't capture my Granny's version at all. Oh well, I guess it's not supposed to anyway. Each generation adds their own something and so it evolves.

Winter is the time for making thick soups that are almost a meal in themselves. I love hearty soups with a hunk of bread cos they're easy to eat and fill you up too. I'll divide mine up into portions and freeze it so I can take it in to work for lunch. Yummy. It's also a sneaky way to get veggies into my diet cos I'm not that great at the 5:2 (veg:fruit) recommended every day.

My partner probably won't eat it... All the more for me! yaaaay!