The joy of soup...

So after a few months of mental health management which involved too much sugar and too much comfort food generally, the clothes starting to be tight and the pants and belt leaving a brand on the belly when the belt is at the mark where it used to be slack.

So while it is easier to say to hell with it and just reach for more comfort food .. the thought of having to do something with the clothes which I have owned for an average of 10 years or so got me in a minibus thinking arite.. you can't run any more and long walking wrecks your knees.

So.. soup.. a few weeks of soup until there are no belt brands left on the belly.

With no thought of what this soup will be,  walking through the market and thinking of what I have never had before..  this is what went in :-

Ingredients
$200 bhajee
$200 pumpkin

$100 celery
2 lb sweet potato
1 pint channa
wiri wiri pepper
ginger (though freshly grated ginger and a bit of lime juice on any soup does wuk good)
whole geera,onion (as much as you want), garlic
sweet pepper
no salt
a tomato

1. Pressure the channa to a bit softer than usual.
2. Chop the sweet potato into small chunks, the pumpkin into large chunks. Leave the bhajee leaves whole. Cut the celery, and some of the stalks as well.

3. In the pressure cooker, Fry up the onion, crushed garlic and whole geera for bit. Put in the sweet potato and pumpkin. Let it boil up. Put in the rest of ingredients.

4. Pressure for about 10 minutes or so.  When you open, make sure the wiri is mashed up

5. Taste and feel good about yourself. Think that today will be the last day when you will indulge in the salara, parsad, sweet drinks and other food around which you think you should be avoiding. When it cools, decide whether to blend it up or not.. because sometimes it is good to keep separate flavours, other

6. Start thinking what will go into the next set of soup. Imagine what it would like to take off your trousers and there is no brand on the belly... and the effort to go and look for new clothes.

Take a picture on put on Facebook.




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