Well, actually, for mid November it isn't cold at all. What it is though is wet, wet, wet. My favourite time of the year is usually now through to March, the fresh air and biting winds whipping around give me a euphoric feeling of being alive. I am feeling a bit cheated at the minute, lol, but apparently the cold weather is on its way. My walks with my little Jack Russell are a rather muddy affair at present and I am truly looking forward to the hardness of the earth underfoot, crispness of the fallen leaves and not having to shower off Alfie after nearly every outing, lol.
My fondness of soup is also heightened when consumed after a cold wind-whipped walk, few things are as comforting as wrapping cold hands round a big mug/ bowl of steaming hot soup - broths, consommes, thick creamy smooth or chunky. Soup, a great big hug in nutritional yumminess. I make soup nearly every day in autumn and winter, a couple of times a week in spring and once a week in summer. It is a staple of the home, welcoming guests and family members with love. It is so simple a meal to make with a never ending range of flavours.
My favourite soups are :-
Split pea and ham.
Carrot and coriander.
Artichoke and parsley.
Italian mixed bean.
Creamy chicken and mushroom.
Todays offering is tomato and lentil. It smells yummy and I am looking forward to a big bowl in about another half hour.
Tomorrows offering is going to be chicken and mushroom as I have chicken out for tonights dinner.
My name is Shellie and I am A SOUPAHOLIC. ππππβΊοΈπ