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WHY is there always at the very minimum at least one booger particle in my nose? Seriously, I have mucus control problems.

it snot funny!

How grotesque is it that I put that in green font?

So in exciting news, I went on a Saturday cleaning spree that included taking out the recycling. Our glass bottle pile officially only looks minorly alcoholic!

I also mopped. sawweeeet, I know.

Sadly, this effort did nothing to quelch my grouchyness, nor did crepes made by best friend this morning. Possibly a trip to Whole Foods and a nap can save me..

AND SOUP! I made another batch the other night during a romantic evening with two of my favorite people–of course it included the three s’s

Sex and the City, Situps, and Soup. ;)

 


The fourth “s” was included earlier in that day with some good, old-fashioned silliness! (in conjunction with a fifth “s” SKYPE). Why does everything wonderful begin with an s all of sudden?

Except snot. Definitely not okay with that.

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Philosophy of Soup

I have this theory and before you ask, yes it does involve soup. of course.

It goes a little something like this..

When your world becomes turbulent, insisting on violently tossing you about  and you can’t quite seem to grasp any shred of normalcy there is only one remedy to set your mind straight.

Step one: Breathe. Take one of those deep, life changing breaths that center you and invigorate you more than any cup of coffee could possibly accomplish.

Step two: Put on your apron, slippers, put on some jazz, and gather your gaggle of vegetables.

Step three: Chop your little heart out–dice your frustrations out on the cutting board. As the carrots, potatoes, zucchinis fall away into little fragments under your knife and your multicolored army swells across your counter begin to toss them into a large, bubbling pot. Your troubles will evaporate with the sensational smell of your comforting creation.

Step four: Have a glass of wine..or two..while you patiently await the soup to form.

Step five: Eagerly ladle a bowl far to large for common sense, sit down, close your eyes, and enjoy.

There is something about that first steaming bowl of jumbled goodness created by you that is comforting and satisfying in a way that escapes definition. People ask why I talk about soup in a mildly obsessive manner, it is rather bizarre I realize, but it really comes down to this indescribable correlation associated with safety and love that is perpetually nestled in my brain .

Though I have paralled the soup experience with..other things..my affinity for this mind-mending method stems from something much deeper. There is never a time when soup will not fix a bad day.

So. On the darkest days when your head is hopelessly tangled in knots that you cannot even fathom beginning to unravel, give it a try. This simple act is essentially a reminder to slow down, meditiate upon the simple beauty of the world.

Plus, you get to eat at the end–and honestly what is better than that?

savor


I celebrated this week’s Tuesday in style, ‘in style’ meaning, of course, that I did not leave my mom’s house once I arrived from my dad’s.

‘I did not leave’ meaning, of course, that I did leave the house to run a vitally important errand.

The aforementioned ‘vitally important errand’  was, of course, going to Sunflower and going a bit overboard. I may have bought too much, but at least it was cheap!

i got ALLLL of this

for only that! let me just say that i love how cheap produce is.

Anyways, after finishing my article early I was left with a noon-thirty hungry belly, no further obligations, and a fridge full of produce so I did the only thing that one can do in this situation.

This ‘only thing’ was, of course, to make–>>>

LAZY DAY SOUP

A recipe in pictures, adapted from the front burner’s recipe.

Chop

Rinse

Roast and Saute

Throw it all together

Top it off and let it steam

Experiment with the scraps

for future reference, kale chips with cayenne pepper are REALLY good. Go light on the pepper though–they get super spicy!

Enjoy

(the weather, the soup, the view, reading outside, anything you choose to enjoy. I enjoyed that it was a lazy tuesday!)