Today is another fun day at home. My vehicle is finally being repaired so that I don’t make splashes when I am driving to work. Finally I can wear my suede heels to work! It only took two weeks and a few million phone calls to get the danged thing in. While it’s there, we’re making them replace the gas can cover door because it wasn’t closing/fitting properly since they fixed the car. It wasn’t something that I planned to worry about on its own, but since they are taking my car for the entire day and I have to stay home from work (and it wasn’t fixed properly the first time as paid for via insurance) I might as well get it fixed up properly.
As a reward for banging up the vehicle which got me to this point, I get to stay home and lounge around. Ok, not really lounge around so much as do stuff around the house. I have laundry to do, and dishes to do, and dinner to make. Yes, I’m worried about cooking dinner at 10 in the morning. To be honest I have been thinking about tonight’s dinner since yesterday. You’d think that being home all day I’d be doing something fancy and elaborate, right? No. I’m making soup. So typical of me. I LOVE soup. I should be a soup aficionado, I make so much of it. I get excited about it, and look forward to it. It’s a sickness. I can’t tell you what my absolute favorite soup is because I love so many, but corn chowder ranks right up there. Top three at least.
I was browsing through some of my vegetarian cookbooks over the weekend (also a sickness, I read cookbooks more than I read anything else), and I found a Corn, Bell Pepper and Potato Chowder recipe in the William Sonoma Vegetarian cookbook. It had a photograph, and I think I may have licked it. It’s been a little too long since I’ve had corn chowder, apparently. Can I tell you how much I’m looking forward to dinner tonight? You know how I said that I was thinking about cooking dinner at 10am? I lied just a little bit. I actually started the process at 9. Ok, 8:30. Twist, twist, sheesh! The soup is already pre-cooked and in the cooling stages waiting for the blending I’m about to give it. Tonight I just have to add the potatoes, additional corn, and soy milk and we’re good to go! I would share the recipe, but I don’t know the ins and outs of copyright law and I don’t want to get into trouble. Since this is my first time making this delightfully beautiful looking (and smelling) concoction, I didn’t make any adjustments to the recipe aside from not actually measuring things officially as instructed in the recipe. I’m more the “eh, this looks about right” type when it comes to soup. Oh, and of course substituting soy milk for cow’s milk. I am considering adding some tofu before I blend it up, or maybe some nutritional yeast. I’m not certain yet though, which is why I’m typing this blog rather than blending my soup. My mind needs to stew a bit sometimes, too.
Although it looks dreadful and dreary outside, I have some seriously sunny looking soup in the pot and my house smells delightful. If I knit up a quick shawl, do you think that would qualify as “doing laundry?” No? Not quite as glorious as I was hoping, then.
