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Thursday, 6 January 2011

A Small Stone NUMBER 6

Making soup from the forgotten: the onions roll forward, pushing and shoving, among them a generous womanly onion, brazen in burgundy, a white one in sleek silver, slippery as lycra, a snapping young one, crisp in sheer lingerie; then the carrots, lots of carrots, a legion of carrots, all of them too long on active service, growing old and whiskery at the bottom of the fridge. The tomatoes follow, rich and sweet and showing off and, finally, a tiny touch of chili sneaks in, a spy, an undercover agent, a depth charge.


Eliza said...

Oh I love that! How on earth you see so much from a bowl of vegetables is beyond me! I'm on a steep learning curve here. :) I'm going to start looking at the contents of my kitchen more closely..... there's a 'brazen woman in burgundy' there right now.... and some 'whiskery carrots' . :D

Bridget Whelan said...

Thanks! Really appreciate your comments - they bring a glow to a pretty grey morning.

MorningAJ said...

Oh that's wonderful. I'm planning an Asian-style fried rice tonight and I think I might add a "depth charge" chilli.
I wouldn't mind a bowl of your soup either!

Greyscale Territory said...

The drama of a recipe! Very cleverly crafted!