just add water.

soup's on, neighbors.
yeah.
a big ol' thick and chunky potful of hot wet dopeness,
simmering away like a secondary heat source on my stove.
y'know?
of course you do.
onions, and carrots, and parsnips, and celery...
cooked down a bit in a pat of buttery yellow;
and then potatoes, and red lentils, and parsley...
briefly browned and lightly seasoned with ground mustard and dill.
vegetable soup needs vegetables, friends,
and i wasn't shirking on that.
at all.
a little lemon juice, to break down the shells on those lentils,
before the sweet pectin-rich power of a gluggity-glug's worth of apple cider,
and some white wine vinegar started simmering all the stuff extra nicey-nice.
that's right.
and a punch of nootch, and a shake or three of g.p.o.p.,
and sage and basil and thyme and a few more dashes of dill,
along with the remains of my fancy rice blend,
and a bath in burly broth.......
so much going on in one place,
and liquid smoke, and all the tomato sauciness from pizza night, too.
holy sh!t, y'all.
everything. and lots of it, really cooperating to make my night better.
that's no joke.
when it's colder'n heck,
and you're hungrier than usual,
and you need to do two things at once?
yup.
soup.
or stew, actually.
since there's orzo pasta, and garbanzo beans, and vegan sausages in there too.
and collards by the greenful.
yum.
yum.
YUM.
check the liquid-cornucopia-type teleport:

souuuuuuuuuuup!
it's good for your dumb face.
how'd it taste?
expert, obviously.
what else would you expect?
i mean, c'mon.
it's all the good, only hotter and wetter.
mmmmmmmmmmm.
organic aroostook maine whole wheat sourdough toast, too?
F*ing right, duders.
y'gotta soak up the juice with something special.
regular bread is for regular people,
and i can't hang out with that.
i need that super-fancy and exceptional jauns.
...it goes better with a symphony of soupy specialty.
word up.
***********
it's a snow day, again.
this month is a real A*-hole about the weather.
worse than usual, unseasonably seasonally inappropriate,
and site-specifically so sucky.
winter in the woodsly goodness is a hard enough style without
starting a whole month early.
ugh.
at least i've got soup to help me along.
i'm still gonna go to work, because that's what i DO.
however,
i'm pretty much positive i'm really only going to job,
as there's not likely to be much actual work to do.
i span the allotted time, in the assigned place,
and i rarely reap any rewards for it.
i guess there's something to be said for doing what you're supposed to?
maybe;
never quiet, never soft.....