And I'm down with a head cold. Not incapacitating, but tiring. Yesterday, with a snow squall moving through, and while I still had some energy, I set about in the morning to make soups. Soup day at our house!
First, it was to take the chicken carcass from Sunday's roast chicken dinner and turn it into nourishing broth. So simple, and makes the house smell so comforting! When finished, it was divided up into 2 cup portions and frozen for soups for weeks to come.
I'm the only one in our household who likes butternut squash soup. Fine with me! I made a whole crockpot full of it all for myself, and froze it in cup size portions. My favorite lunch last winter was: a cup of butternut squash soup, a hunk of Vermont sharp cheddar, and a salad of field greens. Yum! But how can one not like this soup? The ingredients are so elegant!
Even the scraps in the sink are beautiful!
And then it was on to French onion soup for that evening's dinner. Such humble ingredients, but so tasty!
The onions are just starting to caramelize.
A full morning's work provided a freezer full of goodness and dinner already made. Win, win!