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In a hopeful attempt to make myself feel better by this time tomorrow, all my house is redolent; I am roasting cherry tomatoes with smoked garlic and winter herbs, with the firm intention of souping in the morning. The aroma itself is a health-giving goodness.

For tonight, I shall apply wine internally, and see what a difference that makes.

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Date: 2008-02-06 07:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluehairsue.livejournal.com
Soup. Yum. Aaahhhh, I can smell it from here.

Wine sounds good, too.

Um, you sound a bit fed up lately, not to mention unfairly battered by life. Can I do anything to help?

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Date: 2008-02-06 08:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shewhomust.livejournal.com
Soup yesterday, and soup tomorrow... But unlike jam, soup sometimes happens today, too.

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Date: 2008-02-06 09:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] desperance.livejournal.com
Thanks, but I don't expect so. It's just that sometimes it seems the struggle really does naught availeth, y'know? I'm a little ground down at the moment, but I'll probably recover. Something will turn up; at least, something always has...

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Date: 2008-02-07 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ms-cataclysm.livejournal.com
A breadmaker at home can be very cheering & home made bread would be lovely with your soup. I'm told that nice smells affect a primitive part of the brain and affect emotions more readily.

Cinnamon & vanilla scented coffee is very good too .

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Date: 2008-02-07 09:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] desperance.livejournal.com
I am the breadmaker at home - tho' I don't do it half as much as I used to. Partly idleness and aching joints, alas (it hurts! is it meant to hurt?), coupled with a Really Good Artisanal Baker in town. I think these effects together add up to something that we might call middle-age...

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Date: 2008-02-07 05:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluehairsue.livejournal.com
Yes well. Snarl, publishing is going down the tubes. Snarl, the NHS is going down the tubes (my Day Job). Snarl, the environment is going down the tubes. Et bloody cetera. Today is obviously a day on which I need to pull out the Jacky Fleming cartoon that says NEVER GIVE UP and pin it over my desk... Yes, I think I'll go and do that...

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Date: 2008-02-07 05:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluehairsue.livejournal.com
Every time I see the phrase "Artisanal (foodstuff/food producer)", I am reminded of the friend who, under a slight misapprehension of some kind, told me she'd recently found a wonderful source of artesian cheese...

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Date: 2008-02-07 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] desperance.livejournal.com
Oh, if only! Dig well, get cheese... (I'm sure I have read elsewhere of cheese-mines, but an artesian well would demand even less effort...)

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Date: 2008-02-09 06:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluehairsue.livejournal.com
Mmm... artesian cheese would have to be melted, then... View the famous Cheese Geyser of Thingvellir! There are probably cheese hot-springs in Savoy, given that all Savoyard food except tarte aux myrtilles seems to come lathered with melted cheese...

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