On Monday I had two Doctors appointments. One with my Orthopedist about the rotator cuff tear. And yes, it's still there and yes, it will require surgery. We're thinking after Valentine's day.
There was plenty of time between the two so after I downed a latte, skipped through the newspaper and listened to the people name's being paged for surgery, I decided to find something delicious to cook for dinner.
I grabbed my phone and started browsing. I remembered Amelia going on about the black bean pumpkin soup she made for a started on Thanksgiving.
The recipe, natch, was from Smitten Kitchen. I should get paid to do her PR, I'm always singing her praises and linking her up.
I had a sufficient number of ingredients. Sure I'd have to switch out beef broth for chicken, could also have used vegetable. I had 1 can of black beans, I liberated a second from S-man, and apparently if I was tall enough to see in the back of the cupboard there would have been a third, which you should definitely use.
I had a can of pumpkin puree, shallots, garlic, cumin and grabbed some ham on my way home.
I have no doubt this would be equally delicious without the ham.
S-man gave a shudder when I told him what I was making. Having just had some outpatient surgery his own self, he went to grab a nap before he worked his 12 hour shift. ( What's wrong with this picture)?
After making the soup, letting it simmer for about 30 minutes, I grabbed 2 cats, 1 book and my reading glasses and went off to take a nap of my own.
Though there's not a lot of room for me on the bed.
When I awoke he was packing his food supplies for his shift and I said don't forget to take soup.
That was unnecessary, he had already sampled and packed some.
And how good was it? It was that good. Even Gus was intrigued. And he' s not a big bean eater.
I had it for dinner with a dollop of sour cream. I had it for lunch with a cheese enchilada.
S-man said it was so good he put down his spoon and just drank it from the bowl.
That's one damn fine soup.
Thank you Amelia.