It felt right for tomato soup.
One medium onion (I used yellow), roughly chopped. Two 28 oz. cans tomato, finely milled. A bit of extra virgin olive oil. Salt. Pepper.
A pot.
A wooden spoon.
A low to medium flame.
A room filled with natural light.
When the onion had yielded, laying in a limp perfection, I took care to add the tomato, but found myself stilling making a mess (albeit small).
I Surveyed the floor. Dot...dot...splatter. The cupboard doors. Dot...splatter. Wiping and cleaning until the scene was once again—as it was—before.
I have a pot of tomato soup burbling as I type this. Felt right for tomato soup here today, too.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I'm not the only one.
Deletedot... dot... splatter... I have heard and wiped this before!
ReplyDeleteI love how you describe this whole process and the photos are stunning!
dot...dot...splatter seems to be the story of my kitchen life :)
Deletethis makes me smile. I have the same sense of bewilderment as I survey just how far bubbling tomato can travel! love the thought of your room filled with light on this dark afternoon.
ReplyDeleteDays later I'll be bending down or looking up for something and spy a dot of red. Illusive.
DeleteSimply put. Beautifully re(a)d.
ReplyDeleteFor a simple soup...and I've been meaning to respond to your question about the name of the blog. An Amuse-bouche is a single, bite sized hors d'oeuvre of sorts that one might receive in a restaurant before a meal.
DeleteA simple vegetable soup. Lovely. I made one tonight, but no tomatoes this time.
ReplyDeleteI've made a pot of soup pretty much every week this winter. And for all the tomato sauces I've made, I've never made a tomato soup.
DeleteI like how you packaged these for later use...
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