“Soup of the evening, beautiful soup!” I do wonder why it is always the male of the species who ends up in the stewpot (apparently, in this example, adding a bit of extra gas to the seasoning) of the ‘savages’. More on soup: Peas (Like Atoms) Split Not Only Slow, But Delightfully Lazy, Split Pea […]
The very sweetness of the carrot seemed to reach out and grasp her throat from the inside in much the same way her neck had been grasped from the outside no more than an hour before. And with the same manner the man had of lifting her by her neck while slamming her head against […]
In the previous post we started dealing with ham shanks. Let’s continue. I’m assuming you want to make a soup. If you don’t, you should. But there are a few things to remember during the process: 1) You’re not on Iron Chef. Believe it or not. So just do what you are comfortable with – […]
Split pea soup, the way I make it, is one of the laziest things in the world to make. It is lazy in a good way, lazy in the way of afternoons with open books and time to read them . . . lazy in the way of a comforting lull that demands very little, […]
