Soups and wines.
And considering the recent temperature drop, it couldn't have come at a better time.
London-Town sure has been Foggy lately. And drippy. Feels all too familiar.
Seattle and London really are leaky pipes in the plumbing of the world.
ANYWAYS, back to soups!
We made: Potato and leek soup, French onion soup, Crab bisque, Beef consommé, Chicken and mushroom, Cream of cauliflower and so much more!
We actually only made those six, but I honestly didn't know how to end that sentence.
Soups are extremely intimidating. Everything has to be perfect or else the soup ends up either being baby food... or a weirdly savory juice-- Both of which, when you are expecting to eat (drink? slurp?) soup, are very, very disconcerting and awkward. There is no doubt in my mind that everyone has had at least one bad soup experience. It is unpleasant.
But, I mean, there wasn't much unpleasantness with the soups being made at Le Cordon Bleu that day. Thank you, distinctively high french food standards.
ANYWAYS, back to soups!
We made: Potato and leek soup, French onion soup, Crab bisque, Beef consommé, Chicken and mushroom, Cream of cauliflower and so much more!
We actually only made those six, but I honestly didn't know how to end that sentence.
Soups are extremely intimidating. Everything has to be perfect or else the soup ends up either being baby food... or a weirdly savory juice-- Both of which, when you are expecting to eat (drink? slurp?) soup, are very, very disconcerting and awkward. There is no doubt in my mind that everyone has had at least one bad soup experience. It is unpleasant.But, I mean, there wasn't much unpleasantness with the soups being made at Le Cordon Bleu that day. Thank you, distinctively high french food standards.
What ALSO wasn't unpleasant that was the wine class I attended. Which was basically an hour of learning how to make wine (which was interesting and also an incredibly attractive career path) and then two hours of wine tasting (which was also interesting...ly... fun.)
So, for those who haven't wine tasted before... I would highly recommend it. It's so stupid. And I mean that in the best way possible. It's like karaoke. There is no point in even entering a karaoke bar unless you are willing to shed your inhibitions and grab the mic. When you taste wine, you have to really get in to it: You can't just sniff the wine, you must INHALE the wine; When you sip the wine you must hold it and swish and gurgle and swirl it in your mouth until you have the proper coating of tannins and aromas and hints in your mouth.
I got so into it. I smelled hints of pineapple and green apple in the whites and leather and black fruits in the reds. Such a joyous affair! I even noticed a little pep in my step walking to the bus after class-- But that might've been because of all the tannins and aromas and hints that accidentally traveled from my mouth into my stomach.
Happy sipping, slurping, swishing and gurgling!
-H
I am sure you don't remember me, but I used to take drama classes with both of your parents. They were my faorite directors of all time! I'm having a hard time picturing you living in London and drinking wine as in my mind you are still a four year old! But it seems you have grown up and I am so happy to have found your blog Keep up the writing, you are very good and have a unique voice that is very readable! Your posts make my stomach rumble, and I am adding your blog to my blogroll right now! Cheers!
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