I have become an expert on Making Soup. Over the last, essentially toothless, seven
days I have had a go at turning pretty much everything into soup.
I am a veritable Soup Dragon, in fact.
Some of these initiatives worked better than others. For example, the following were very
successful:
- Grapefruit soup (not
dissimilar to grapefruit juice: come to think of it, I could have saved
myself the effort with the spinning-blade thingy).
- Muesli soup (not
dissimilar to porridge: ditto).
- Carrot and dry roasted
peanut soup (like carrot soup, only tasty).
- Double gin and tonic soup.
The following were, I concede, slightly less successful:
- Brie and crusty baguette
sandwich soup.
- Smoky bacon crisp soup.
- Side-salad soup.
- Chocolate biscuit soup.
- Fish and chips soup.
Still, I pride myself on being open-minded, and from the
inside of my head pretty much everything’s worth a try. This is of course what scares people on
Council: they worry that if I am not kept in check this year, I will attempt
the Presidential equivalent of a Cornish pasty soup at CIPA. Think of the mess that would make.
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