Let’s just say I’m not going to be a chef when I grow up. Thankyouverymuch.
I guess I can check soup maker off my list of potential careers. Let me paint you a picture of my kitchen last night. As a part of my brilliant and totally unrealistic plan to be more organized this year, I decided that each week I would make one big pot of soup to eat/freeze. So far, so good. Until last night, when I decided to make butternut squash soup. I have no idea what went wrong, but let’s just say I overcooked it. When it was all said and done, my big pot of soup had evaporated into pretty much nothing. Fail.
So here’s what I’m thinking. I’ll buy some of these awesome soup bowls from One Clay Bead and distract my family from the actual soup. It’s like the ultimate smoke and mirror effect. The bowls are so perrrty, that no one will even notice the awful taste of the soup. Problem pretty much solved.