I started my morning by making a big pot of soup which in itself started with mincing and sauteing an onion, garlic, carrots and celery. The onion smell did kind of take over the house there for a while, and Mike really hates onions. I added chicken stock, potatoes, squash, pumpkin, and apple cider, blended it all together and finished it with thyme, sage and a little bit of half and half. OMG, it is so, so delicious. I feel better after the lackluster mole debacle.
We don't get to eat it though, so Mike will come back when he is done playing. The soup is going to the Artisans' Market at the local high school. Our town library sells soup as a fund raiser as part of this event each year. I will go to buy a calendar for the benefit of the community center and have a soup and bread lunch for the benefit of the library. They have beautiful art works and artisan quality crafts, but a bit out my price range. Always fun to look, though.
I returned from the market to find that Mike had gone out once again. I had to light scented candles to get him back inside. I redeemed myself, though, by making a mousse for dessert. Dessert is for Saturday nights. It was ricotta whipped up with confectioners' sugar and Kahlua served sprinkled with a dusting of cocoa. (Marcia, I recommend this to you especially...sex on a spoon!)