Tag Archives: Crock pot

Bean Soup

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Posted by on in Personal goals, Slow Food, Striving

January 5, 2016, Prescott-  This is one of those periods when the challenges that get thrown at me, by the Universe, however maudlin they may be next to the plight of countless refugees, come to be seen as blessings.

I have resolved the financial challenge that hit me as soon as I got back here, and the compensation will be in my hands on Thursday.  In the meantime, I am warm, dry and, when I’m not working, occupying myself at home with many of the things that get put off, in the course of a busy life.

One of those things is inventorying the types of beans I have, sitting in the cupboard, and readying a multi-bean soup.  With my crock pot poised and ready, I should have a hearty series of meals awaiting me tomorrow morning.  Beans take time, but sustain me, in the few instances of this First World existence that I find the wallet empty.

Meanwhile, as I ignore calls and e-mails asking for the money I don’t have, my preparations for a more solid future go on.  It’s been a good morning, thus far, and I aim for the afternoon to be just as fine.

The Road to 65, Mile 9: A Season for Soup

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Posted by on in Social

December 7, 2014, Prescott-

All my life, soup has been the sustenance that dispelled any aches, pains and sad feelings I may have felt- whether it was Mom’s concoction, or convenience warm-up, out of a can.  These days, I make my own, thank you!

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In the crock pot above, you see vague images of kale, red spinach, long-grain white rice, and a rich broth of chili, mushroom & ginger.  There is a wealth of meat in this soup, as well:  Both chicken and spicy pork sausages, and ground beef.  The mixture is something I threw together.  My main goal is  a fresh, hot meal, consistently throughout the winter months- courtesy of my crock pot.

Soup is limited only by one’s tastes and imagination.  In fact, even in summer, consommes and cold soups can fill the bill.  It is in winter, though, that my taste for a hearty broth runs the strongest.  The blends of tastes and textures go further than anything else, in countering the ill effects of the cold and gray.  So, after a hot bowl of the above, my taking on the world resumed, with a new earnestness.

Hope you, too, enjoy the many benefits of freshly-made soup, by the cup, or by the bowlful.