Finally, the soup materialized…very easy and simple to do, but just right for a cold day such as today. Door bell…I wonder who that can be at this time of the night, oops!, it is only 6:32 pm, but it looks and feels as if it was getting close to midnight. It is Miss Hannah, (remember, she is one of the girls that cleared up my sidewalk) my wonderful neighbor. Chili and corn bread! The goodness of this family is one of my biggest blessings here in North Carolina.
Going back to the soup. It takes about one hour and you just brown the turkey (85/15 grounded) with olive oil (extra v), then add seven cups of water, bring to a boil, add the mix already prepared in an envelope, and let it simmer for one hour. I added some veggies I had left from last night’s dinner (fresh pasta from my angelic neighbors) and just waited for my warm and magic brew. It hit my cold self just right.
I ran out of my 72% cocoa chocolat! When I was growing up in the Caribbean, there was not an opportunity to learn ice skating, so I didn’t think it was wise to venture out to get the dark master. I remembered I received for Christmas, from my charming and lovely step-daughter, Kym, and her family among other things, a tin can with kisses inside. Seek and you shall find. I am covered for the next few days. I’ll have to limit my intakes of these kisses to four a day. Thank you Kym, you saved my daily intake of chocolat.
Now I am getting mentally prepared to see what next thing I am going to concoct to keep myself from becoming lunatic. Need to get out of this house!
Your Happy Contessa
P.S. Yes, I know, the plate is missing a small piece, but I cannot bear to part with this one. Only have three left and I bought them in an estate sale in Florida long ago. The soup tastes better in these plates. The tin with butter cookies in it has not yet been opened. Will have to wait for another worthy major crisis.