So, for a brief and annoying time, I was sans camera. Therefore, the next few posts will be illustrated courtesy of my trusty phone. Which isn’t
quite as fabulous as my NEW RED DSLR but did the job in the few weeks I had to
go without.
Aaaaanyway. I was on my hols recently (when am I not?!) and
in one brunch place they kind of just forced tomato soup on us. Now, I’m not a
tomato fan normally. I can tolerate them sieved, or on a pizza, but that’s about
it. I have some strange and specific food hang ups. You will for instance never
see mushrooms on this blog. I’ve *never*
cooked with them, those slimy little gits. Ditto olives. Ditto raisins.
So, it was to my utter shock and bewilderment that this tomato
soup which was foisted upon me was tasty.. Nay, delicious!
Of course, I immediately had to try to make my own as soon
as I got home. As with most of my experiments, this is a first go. It is pretty
damn delicious for a first go, sweet and tart and herby and delicious. Also, it allowed me to exclaim one of my favourite Friends quotes over and over while cooking: "You're burning your tomatoes." "You're one to talk."
I think
next time I might play around with ingredients and make it slightly more
creamy. But that will be another day! For now, tomato soup, I approve.