It’s been a hectic morning.
I got up early and made a man’s breakfast for my wife. She’s a dance and fitness instructor and Saturdays are particularly busy.
I chopped up a fat old onion and a couple of leftover potatoes and fried them up nice and crispy. Meanwhile, I grated some cheese into cracked four eggs.
Scooped the potatoes and onions out of the pan.
Drop some bread into the toaster.
Run upstairs with a good cup of coffee and set it on her bedside just as the alarm goes off.
Run downstairs and throw the eggs and cheese into the pan.
Good eating.
Then, after I got home from the groceries I cut up some chicken and sizzled it with a little olive oil, garlic and butter in the bottom of my largest pot. Then I chopped a couple of good red potatoes, a yellow zucchini, an onion, and threw them in on top of the browning chicken. Then I dumped in a bag of baby carrots – which are usually just regular carrots whittled down – and drained a can of chick peas and chucked them. Dumped two cartons of broth on top. Sometimes I like to make my own broth but I was in a hurry today.
Lastly, I let the whole mess sit and simmer – maybe until dinner, maybe until supper – at the lowest possible temperature. I can smell it up here while I type and MAN – it sure smells good.
I call it peasant soup.
I wrote the recipe while I was grocery shopping.
I cook this again it will most likely be different.
But still taste good.
Do you see how easy that all sounds – because it is. Hacked up chicken, hacked up vegetables and simmer in a pot. Cooking isn’t all that hard. Take what you have and throw it in a pot.
Writing a blog entry is just that easy as well.
I take what I have and I throw it in a pot.
Right after this I have to get back to working on a manuscript for a YA novel. I’m about 36000 words into what should wind up at about 50000.
How am I doing it?
I’m slicing up what I’ve got…
…and throwing it into a pot to simmer.
yours in storytelling,
Steve Vernon