#make soup

Cook with me sometime @acrowdedtable 🍽️

(Imbecile)

the answer to all four of those is no bc i’m in bed sick LMAO.

Image: Color photo of a blue and white marbled pot with lid on a black background.

Happy whenever this finds you. For this post it is not important when I wrote it. Soup is timeless. Months ago I talked about sharing more about my day to day life because I wanted to start holding the mundane in higher regard. And then, promptly didn't do anything worthy of taking pics or posting about. I gotta fix that. Here is a terrible picture of the soup I made this morning. The thing about the way I make soup is that you can't mess it up. THis is roasted potato and butternut squash soup. I cut up a large butternut squash and four or five potatoes and threw them in a 400 degree oven to roast. I did coat them in olive oil and added some salt and pepper. The roasting took about 40 minutes. Maybe longer, I was working (I work from home) and not paying that close attention. When they were done, I let them cool so I could handle them. I peeled the squash at this point, not pre roast. I partially filled a pot with water and my veggie stock cubes (one for this batch.). I threw in the squash and the potatoes and let them start cooking. About 10 minutes in I mashed the soup with my potato masher and started adding my seasoning. I used onion powder, garlic powder, some liquid smoke and more salt and pepper. At this point I broke out my hand blender and just blended it up. To serve I added some sour cream (mine is vegan) and that was that. You could add cheese, a sharp one of any melty sort would be so good. That's it. It took less than an hour and a half total and most of that time was me actually doing my paid job. It should freeze just fine. I don't think mine will last that long. Why post this silly recipe that isn't really a recipe? Because I want to get back to making more of my food myself. The problem has been... I am not a huge fan of cooking. It just isn't something that brings me a lot of joy. And I had for many years a voice at my shoulder critiquing everything I did when I cooked. They questioned everything... down to why I was cooking what I was cooking or why I added salt. They did this to make me feel small and let them control the food we all ate. But since that voice is out of my head, I have been slowly branching into cooking. As it turns out soup is a great way to do that. I can blend up any ugly knife cuts, I prefer smooth soup anyway. I can flavor my food the way I want. And I actually feel good about what comes out of my kitchen. Anyway... I love you. I love soup. And I hope you have a magical day.