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desperanceI know I said I was staying indoors, but I have ventured out after all. Into the back yard, to pluck herbs: rosemary and lemon thyme and the last of the mint. All of which have gone into the soup-stock in its second simmer (yesterday it got to poach the chicken, and then mull over the bones again - after I had stripped off the meat, ouch! hot! hotttt!!! - with various veggie bits; today it gets to cogitate on all of that again, with herbs added late for freshness). I know some people think that mint in a chicken soup is weird, but it is also authentic. Authentically Portuguese, as it happens. Properly with lemon, but I think lemon thyme will do.
Also, I have resolved the no-barley! problem, thanks to your kind interventions. Some of you said pasta and some of you said rice; and, you know what? I have orzo! Which means "barley", and looks like rice, and is pasta! *embraces you all*
Also, I have written two pages of extra-dull extra dullness, and have hopes of achieving a third before soup, if I don't cough, shiver, sweat or simply bore myself to death first.
Also, I have resolved the no-barley! problem, thanks to your kind interventions. Some of you said pasta and some of you said rice; and, you know what? I have orzo! Which means "barley", and looks like rice, and is pasta! *embraces you all*
Also, I have written two pages of extra-dull extra dullness, and have hopes of achieving a third before soup, if I don't cough, shiver, sweat or simply bore myself to death first.