It feels like Fall. It’s not even September yet, and I feel like wearing a sweater. It’s already getting darker earlier, and I just can’t wait for Fall foodage to take effect. I’ll take the foliage too, when it comes.
I saw this soup on Jenna’s blog days ago and fell in love with the burst of orange. I’ve never made a soup like this before in my life. I was inspired by the recent small carrots poking their heads out of the ground in the backyard garden. Although no carrots made the dish (they were reserved for chicken soup for the ill, i.e. me – last week), this still turned out to be supreme.
Every single time I make a new soup, I wonder why I ever bought soup in a can. I wonder how I survived those years of preservatives and that awful tin taste that sometimes leaves its mark on our goodies. This took no more than 30 minutes (as Jenna promised) and resulted in something beautiful for my belly.
Yesterday, I took a mantra workshop where we focused on getting “unstuck.” While chanting, I daydreamed of carrots, cabbage and lettuce. I’m so thankful I took that reverie of orange to the pot and gave this dish a chance. It’s one tasty delight. Thanks, Jenna.
More on the mantra workshop soon. Fall is the season of change, and I am feeling it. I hope you are too.