fish soup

Willem is making me write literary reviews. And this morning I dropped my keys in between the planks of the porch stairs. I had to crawl under the porch to find them. And change once inside. And the man before me in line at the supermarket bought only cake ingredients. So I congratulated him. Yes, baby girl in December! Oops, sorry, I thought you had to be celebrating a birthday. Nono, oh sorry, I thought I knew you. Well congratulations anyway, on the baby. And I have to share my heavenly soup with you. I ate too much of it, so good. Garlic, onion, zucchini, leek, in hot olive oil. Add chunks of frozen fish, a jar of sun dried tomatoes mashed in the blender, three fresh tomatoes, pepper, ginger, cumin. A glass of white wine and enough water to almost fill the pan. I was out of soup cubes, and Kristin from across the street gave me a "veggy like chicken" one. Then I also added a hand full of small pasta. Once ready, I threw in chopped green onion. Easy peasy. Today's image is to show you how close I stay to my first sketches.