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Soup
I've got a cold. The kind where you actually feel cold. It's sniffle-snuffle-sneeze and a box of tissues on the table, and though I did get out today to run some errands, I'm glad to be quietly in and writing this evening.
I'm doing a little reforming of my eating which, under the ægis of learning to be gluten-free, I've let get a little out of hand in respect to non-wheat things like butter, sugar and dairy. In this pursuit, I did three things today: I put my five-dollar garage-sale espresso machine away and got a French press (this will vastly cut down on the amount of milk I drink, because I always make lattes); I put my heavy KitchenAid stand mixer away in a low cabinet (this will prevent impulse baking); and I made soup: Black-bean-chard-leek-potato-garlic-beef soup.
( In other words, sneaking in more vegetables. )
Pretty tasty. Warming and nutritious.
Oh, and fueled by soup, Chapter 31 is almost done!
I'm doing a little reforming of my eating which, under the ægis of learning to be gluten-free, I've let get a little out of hand in respect to non-wheat things like butter, sugar and dairy. In this pursuit, I did three things today: I put my five-dollar garage-sale espresso machine away and got a French press (this will vastly cut down on the amount of milk I drink, because I always make lattes); I put my heavy KitchenAid stand mixer away in a low cabinet (this will prevent impulse baking); and I made soup: Black-bean-chard-leek-potato-garlic-beef soup.
( In other words, sneaking in more vegetables. )
Pretty tasty. Warming and nutritious.
Oh, and fueled by soup, Chapter 31 is almost done!