We sanded. We stained. We made soup. Good soup.
It started in the basement. After a big special Saturday morning breakfast (ham, eggs, toast and made from scratch hot cocoa with tiny marshmallows), Zoey and I dropped off Mesa and Hope at the latest edition of cheer camp. Sixty-some 5-10 year old girls tumbling and toe-touching for three hours. Two big performances coming up on Monday (in Salem) and Tuesday (in Montrose).
(It was Jaimie’s weekend as Manager-On-Duty, hence the lame attempt at Mesa’s pigtails.) Then it was into the basement for the “Builder Girl” and me, for a date with several unfinished trim boards, a railing and a newel post. The woodworking is done for today, but the house sure stinks. You can see 12 seconds of live action here (no need to mention the power tools to Jaim, ok?).
So for supper tonight, I tried my hands at acorn squash soup for the first time. Made mostly with squash and onion from Denny’s garden, cream from a cow somewhere, and a hand mixer. Mine is based loosely on this recipe, though I didn’t have quite the right herbs, and I threw a little leftover bacon in there, and an extra pinch of cayenne pepper. It’s really good stuff. We have plenty left, if you want to try some.
Yes, I used an ice cream scoop. The squash didn’t mind. And no, my beautiful wife would not let me put up a photo of her eating my wonderful soup.