A steaming bowl of soup and a loaf of bread fresh out of the oven. The perfect meal when it’s 22° outside. Yes. twenty-two degrees. Of course, compared to some of our friends, it’s downright balmy here.
All I can say is B-r-r-r-r-r. Well… I could say more, but this is a G-Rated Blog for the most part!
Victor made the soup today and I made the bread.
The soup was simple. Chicken thighs, diced and sauteed in olive oil, carrots, celery, and onions, also diced and sauteed. Into that went some diced mushrooms and a cup of white wine. He reduced the wine, added 2 quarts of chicken stock, and some salt and pepper.
No fancy herbs or spices. Very basic – and very good.
I did James Beard’s basic French-style loaf. I can make that one in my sleep. I think it’s time to get creative, again.
I’ve been out of whole wheat flour for a while now, but I think I’ll pick some up tomorrow. Maybe some rye flour, as well! I really do like to get the bread-making gene active this time of year.
Not to mention just how inexpensive a loaf of bread and a pot of soup can be to make.
It’s the only good thing about this time of the year. I hate the cold.