This particular week was the week of soups. It was pretty cold and it’s when my sickness was coming along. It all started with a 44 Clove Garlic soup that was so delicious! My friend Catherine makes a garlic soup and while looking for recipes, most of them were tomato based and included 4 cloves of garlic. Four? You can’t call it garlic soup with that little in it. 44 sounds more like it. The next day Marcus was gone so I made a quick creamy tomato soup from things I had around the house. This is a rough recipe that makes two servings:
1 15oz can tomato sauce
1c broth (I had beef but chicken of vegetable works too)
1T Italian seasoning
1T brown sugar
Dash of salt and pepper
¼c cream (or half and half)
Pour everything except cream into a small pot. Simmer until heated through and add cream. Cook until heated through again, just 1 or 2 minutes more. Eat it, especially with cheesy bread or a grilled cheese sandwich.
With Marcus still gone the following day (we were supposed to go up to a ski resort with a bunch of friends in Virginia but I didn’t get my shifts covered and then the sickness came so he went without me) I made a soup I knew he wouldn’t like, a winter squash soup. I toasted the seeds with some salt and snacked on those with it. It made a lot of soup so I froze some to eat later. A couple days later with Marcus home and feeling sick himself, he requested a white bean and sausage soup that turned out great.
(February seventh and eighth were my sick days.)
There was a light dusting of snow on Wednesday night and I took Jackson out to play in it, though it had already melted wherever the sun had been. I liked the shadow pattern in the stairs in the back yard.
My manager at work has been trying to keep fresh flowers around, which I love. These tulips went from being short and closed to about eight inches longer and open to the point of almost folding back upon themselves in four days. They looked pretty awesome.
During a lull in dinner with Marcus on Friday I tried sketching out a sewing travel case. I’d like to take a couple small sewing and knitting projects with me on my big trip to Thailand in a couple weeks so I need to make a little case to carry them in. This is a rough idea of what it will be.
Single Brothers, the bar that is owned by the same people that own the coffee shop where I work has Sunday afternoon ham biscuits, coffee, and drinks. This Sunday was beautiful so we sat for a couple hours with Jackson and a lot of friends and had a couple of drinks. I dug in the dirt a little bit and laid out one of two garden plots. Marcus cooked me a lovely Valentines Day dinner of steak and gnocci and we watched the movie Brick. It was a near perfect Sunday.