Something about this period in time is strange. I feel more in transition than ever before. It's like I'm going through all of the prep work, but haven't gotten to any of the juicy cooking yet. I'm slicing carrots and chopping onions for a magnificent soup. So many thoughts and ideas whirl around in my head each day, but I'm not quite sure what to do with them. Is the recipe going to need more salt? I've yet to taste the broth and decide.
1. White washing madness (more to come on that)
3. Invading personal space
6. The new mandolin, right at home
7. Thumbs up
8. Brigette's home