Well, good news: I woke up this morning headache free!! So happy about that; it’s amazing what a huge difference it makes to my demeanour. I actually managed to chug down one whole glass of warm water with lemon juice, heating filtered water instead of tap. The lime scale in the tap water was way to rough. For breakfast I had a banana and packed some blackberries and peaches for the rest of the morning. Even packed the soup I didn’t want to touch yesterday and thought I’d give it another go.
Unfortunately, while I was having my fit yesterday, I never put the soup in the fridge. When it came out of the microwave, it was bubbling. A quick sniff and taste confirmed what I thought: it had fermented. Straight to the bin, then.
Managed to survive on nothing but fruits and carrots, spinach leaves and lots of water.
Our plan is to try and make a different soup but for that we need to make vegetable stock, which involves over cooking a bunch of veggies in water then draining this off to use as a base for a variety of soups. We’re thinking that the pumpkin (isn’t pumpkin a funny ass word??) soup. Not for the last time I’m sure, I had to go seek out veggies that I never knew existed, such as a swede and a turnip. If there is a difference in looks between these two, I don’t see it. Oh, and a Blue Pumpkin, which is probably healthier than you’re average, under achieving orange pumpkins (heh heh… “pumpkin”)
I spent the rest of the afternoon dreaming of the evening’s meal: lamb cutlets! To speed up the process of delivering such delight to my gaping maw, I phoned Annelie to ask her to marinade and store the lamb cutlets to enable quick cooking turn over and capitalisation to arrest interest and quantify sustainable growth.
Or something like that, I was clearly delirious with hunger.
Good thing I wasn’t disappointed, the lamb was simply delicious!! I wolfed it down in small bites, chewed slowly just like you’re supposed to. Savoured it. The one bonus I would say from this exercise is that we get to eat something different each night, other than the “usual” quick and dirty meals you’d make for dinner. So far, the lamb was then best, salmon second (albeit a bit bland to my liking) and the rainbow trout can go to hell. All those bones man, just, horrible.
After dinner, I was off to Morne’s to get hooked up to the Machine-o-dooooooom. I asked that he crank that sucker up to 60% (we need morrr powerrr!) and ya, I kakked a bit. Lets just say some of the pulses where more pleasant than others, but I could feel I was gonna hurt tomorrow. It’s very much a sensation of tightening your muscles for 45 minutes at a stretch.
At home by 21:30 and Annelie was miserable. I think we go in and out in phases, and so far it’s been good that I am in a good mood when she’s in a bad one, and vice versa. Guess I married the right woman after all.
Spent the rest of the evening cuddling her and trying to cheer her up. Her big gripe is that she missed her morning oats (as in porridge, not THAT kind of oats) of all things, and the idea of waking up every morning and not having it, and being subsequently satiated is a drag.
We finish making the soup stock, somewhat. It seems like a big waste, since you have to over cook a ton of veggies to get what, about a litre of stock?? I figured we can just cook some of the veggies again and try and extract some more, so that’s an experiment for tomorrow.
[G, out]
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