Soup of the evening, beautiful soup

When I was still putting our news into yearly letters for Christmas time, I found myself wanting to categorise different years by activity: the year of the flat, the year of decorating, or whatever.

I’m not sure whether it feels like that anymore, as certain tasks come round again, or get repeated. However, there is a new theme emerging at the moment: soup making.

My liquidiser broke last year – a testament to a time when machines were made to last more than a couple of years, given that it started off being used to make my meals when I was a baby. This year, I bought a new hand-held one, and am probably a bit over-excited in seeing what it will do. Soup seems to be the most obvious place for trying it out, especially while the evenings are still quite cold.

For those who really want to know (and indeed for those who don’t too, since I am quite proud of the results), soups so far include: leek and potato, green lentil, pistou, and hopefully this evening, broccoli and stilton.

There’s nothing like variations on a theme to help you feel you are getting the hang of something. I promise there won’t be turtle soup (thinking back to the title of this post). But for now, no vegetable is safe. And maybe a few other ingredients too.

P.S.  Dan has just pointed out that I need to explain the title.  It’s from Alice in Wonderland, where the Mock Turtle is singing about soup.  Off you go and check.

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