The cauliflower soup was, even though I say it myself, very good. As I mentioned to Julia (who was also looking very good after her visit to the hairdresser), if it had a fault, it was a tendency to sit like a small pile in the spoon. Soup, I feel, should sit in the spoon like liquid rather than bulge over the top. It’s a consistent fault with my soup that it resembles a puree rather than a soup, but one I almost conquered this week. It will be more watery tomorrow, as I dilute it, and will also have cheese in it. I decided the soup would overpower the cheese available today, so didn’t add it.
Apart from the thick soup, there were no problems with the day. If I were looking for a perfect day I would like to ditch the ad-blocker. It is nothing like as bad as the ads it blocks, but is still quite intrusive. I assume this is deliberate because it is accompanied by offers of massive savings if I pay to use their premium level software.
I may be stupid enough to get myself infected by annoying adverts, but I’m not stupid enough to believe that they will do me a special deal at £19.99 a year if they consider it really is worth £109 a year.
Apart from that, not much has happened. More people are going on strike. Some football has been played and the world keeps turning. It’s going to rain tomorrow. I expect there will be more strikes threatened, more football played and a continuing rotation. It’s not just my life that is dull and predictable . . .
Peacock on the roof
Today I decided to use peacock photos.
As for the world keeps on turning, you might like this song by the late Doc Watson. 🙂
Very enjoyable, and something I can relate to. 🙂
I think that my browser blocks pop up ads for me free of charge. It also blocks the pop ups that I need so the world is never quite perfect . . . but it pops them up if I ask nicely.
A tricky balance. I should not have roamed so far, but a family history site seemed like it should be OK. Sigh . . .
Thick soups are the norm in our house. That peacock on the roof is quite the fellow. I suppose this vantage point gave him a good view.
He just turned up one morning. It seems he’d been bought in auction earlier in the week and the purchaser hadn’t realised how peacocks roamed. After a couple of days they shut him in their chicken coop. 🙂
Poor fellow! What a sad life for a roamer.
It is, but being run over, which was the fate of several of our guinea fowl, is bad too. He just wasn’t a practical purchase.
I was going to ask where he came from. There was one in our area, too, a pet, I think. Quite vocal, too.
Yes, they are vocal and they wander far and wide. I prefer guinea fowl. Smaller and quieter, not as decorative, but fun companions and good for the garden – eat pests, deposit organic matter and don’t damage plants. Plus they are good as intruder alarms.
Your last paragraph is a fair summary
🙂 Thank you Derrick – I keep thinking I will have an interesting day at some point, but last time I had one it involved a camera being inserted via an orifice I don’t usually associate with photography. Tedium has much to recommend it.
I feel it is mandatory to have cheese in cauliflower soup so any criticism of the soup sans cheese is irrelevant. That is like complaining that the car you drive isn’t as good as my WW2 Sherman tank.
It will have cheese tonight, there was just too much soup and the cheese would have been lost.