A Green Soup for a Fruitless Mind
I had many ideas for my first post but, in true academic style, I overthought each one: was this one too boring, that one too complicated, or the other too pretentious as an introduction to me, my life, and what I like to eat? On one of those days, I found myself scouring the sorry state of my fridge for leftovers that could achieve three goals: a) be healthy(ish), so I wouldn’t end up reprimanding myself for both my eating choices and my indecision; b) use up ingredients in a way that felt resourceful and spared my wallet; c) require some effort, so I could say I ACTUALLY DID SOMETHING TODAY (with visual evidence to ‘casually’ share with my husband, as proof of my natural housewife prowess). By the end of this mission, I was staring at a bowl of food that represented everything this blog stands for. So here you go. It may not be the sexiest of meals, but it’s as good a place to start as any—and sometimes, starting is our best achievement. N.B. My broccoli and gorgonzo...