For the past few days we have been staying in an adorable cottage in the Blue Mountains. We’ll staying the entire week.
Reading a lot, writing a lot. And taking photos.
Today it’s about zero degrees (or so it feels to us, softies that we are), and drizzling rain.
We’ve been pottering around the house in flannelette shirts, red wine in hand, nibbling rum’n’raisin chocolate and playing rummy in front of the fireplace.
While confined to the house, I’ve had the luxury of simmering soup for hours, slow-cooking a curry, and generally appreciating all that is warm and comforting.
Today I’ll share with you the hot and sour soup I whipped up yesterday, a more traditional vegetable and bean soup that sat on the stove for a good two hours before making it’s way into our tummies at lunchtime, and a spicy, creamy, slow-cooked mushroom and eggplant vindaloo. Continue reading