we have no idea what possessed us.
(****update: but clearly we weren’t the only people making soup today ;-)
the thought of wanting to nest when we return tonight (we’ve been Very Sociable recently and a night in might be a good idea)?
or just that autumn is turning into winter (albeit very sunny today with a slight nip in the air).
anyway. we made soup.
at 8AM this morning.
curious.
but rather fun. chopping and looking-at-the-clock and making morning coffee post-one-hour-Synthroid-time and then letting it cook while we checked our International Emails and answered a few.
the house will smell delicious when we return tonight.
and the windows gently steamed up from the soup bubbling on the cooker/stove while we took a shower at the other end of a (not very long) corridor/hallway/picture gallery
we’re having a Jolly good day in the office so far.
a lovely bold orange moleskine and splendid clutch bag (with Very glam owner who reminded us a Lot of a Carrie Donovan circa 1965 with the fabulous glasses and swingy-go-to-it-spray-fragrance-and-shimmy-forwards sort of a joie de vivre)
and due to the clocks changing, it is dark now when we leave.
gotham looks very pretty at this time of year, by night.
don’t you agree?
a Very Carrie Donovan view from the office while slipping into stern black pumps, re-arranging the double-strand-of-pearls and heading out to a reception on the arm of Calvin Klein.
I always thought your kitchen would be more along the lines of Carrie Bradshaw’s – i.e. shoes and moleskins only. My brother only uses his for paperwork and invitations to award ceremonies. But soup – how terribly earth mother of you, albeit (is that one word?) a glamorous, magnificent Gotham beauty of an earth Mother.
People stopped and had their pictire taken with me this evening – well I was wearing a lovely suit……..
I’m knitting you a lady fisherman’s smock as we speak darling.
xxxxxxx
well, darling, the joke is That Is The Kitchen. literally. it’s a cooker, tiny sink, fridge and cupboards above all three.
and we’ve never used our oven. it does have storage in it ;-)
can’t wait for the lady fisherman’s smock. do let it be one of those Norwegian style ones in Navy (terribly Jean Muir) with a large pocket for twine.
What’s that? Miss Muir’s invented another shade of navy blue?
xx
Ha! We seem to be in a mutually autumnal and soupy mood today! (Do pop over to my post on Red Cabbage Soup, not to mention Fireside Love Potage – with or without the fire, naturellement, and just how comforting a great soup can be.
Wishing you a delicious evening!
Darling,
I do love a tale of culinary triumph.
But, Fair One, while deep in the thrall of your enchanting domestic fantasy…you did remember to turn off the stove Before you left the house?
Adoringly,
ABM XOX