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desperanceOops. I appear to have made a chilli, by mistake.
No, seriously. Before I went out last night I put a pan of white beans to soak, meaning to make an Italian bean-and-veggie soup when I came back this morning.
Came back, saw beans soaking, chopped beef and onions and chillies and garlic, sizzle sizzle, added beans...
Remembered soup.
Shrugged, tossed in the stock from the pork trotters and a scatter of chipotle. Chilli for dinner, then.
Also, I thought I had more onions than this. No matter. *adds more celery in lieu, and also carrots*
[Also, no. He can't. Not raw onion. He just ... can't.]
ETA: also also, I appear to have made brioche. It's a shame I don't eat breakfast. Still: brioche!
No, seriously. Before I went out last night I put a pan of white beans to soak, meaning to make an Italian bean-and-veggie soup when I came back this morning.
Came back, saw beans soaking, chopped beef and onions and chillies and garlic, sizzle sizzle, added beans...
Remembered soup.
Shrugged, tossed in the stock from the pork trotters and a scatter of chipotle. Chilli for dinner, then.
Also, I thought I had more onions than this. No matter. *adds more celery in lieu, and also carrots*
[Also, no. He can't. Not raw onion. He just ... can't.]
ETA: also also, I appear to have made brioche. It's a shame I don't eat breakfast. Still: brioche!