My parents had a lot of extra tomatoes. I begged for some. Now they are ready, and it's perfect timing. Today I had plans to go to Costco (gag me) and then head to a friend's for a play date. We got all packed up and ready to go, and then I realized I had locked my set of keys in the car which was parked in our locked garage. Oops.
So I made soup.
I used Jamie Oliver's recipe. I can't say it's the easiest, but it's tasty!
I used some of this...
...and put it in that...
Oh yeah, Wren, what is she up to? Just reaching the unreachable as usual.
Continuing on with my mess...
Jamie wants you to peel the tomato skins off for this soup. I don't know why. I doubt it makes a difference. Instead it makes my life suddenly a living hell. Not really, but an extra step like this in an already intense recipe is not fun. I make an "X" on the tomato bottoms because it helps to get the skin off.
Stick those suckers in boiling water for 30 sec...
and go check on the child...folding her diapers for me. Excellent.
Okay, back to the tomatoes. See? The skin comes off easily.
Chop 'em up and throw them in along with your stock.
Throw in your basil that you paid too much for at the grocery store and could barely find because there hardly ever is any left and you almost had to fight the lady next to you for the last of it.
Go ahead and puree it. I will later when it cools.
And then discover your child feeding herself a snack of leftover lunch on the floor that you didn't get around to sweeping up yet.
