Mine's a cup of sausage
A first today, have brought thermos of home-made soup for lunch. ‘Home-made’ is perhaps stretching the definition a bit, as it calls to mind a country kitchen and copper pans and chopped vegetables while the truth was somewhat different - decanting the semi-liquid and certainly past their best contents of the vegetable draw in the bottom of the fridge into a pan, adding a shed-load of stock, boiling to buggery and then whizzing beyond the point of buggery in my blender, which usually has nothing more strenuous to do than blitz ice for my banana daiquiris.
The result is now standing on my desk in a full sized steel thermos that looks like it should have the biohazard symbol on the side. There’s something wholesome about soup though and even better, it’s incredibly convenient to eat. Now that I’ve tried it, I’m tinkering with reducing all of my food to a liquid form. Those smoothie things really took off and after all they are basically just fruit that’s been blitzed - might not I apply the same principal to say, the full English breakfast? Scrambled eggs are half way there anyway. I reckon there’s money to be made here, the full English and a cup of tea in a commuter cup.
The result is now standing on my desk in a full sized steel thermos that looks like it should have the biohazard symbol on the side. There’s something wholesome about soup though and even better, it’s incredibly convenient to eat. Now that I’ve tried it, I’m tinkering with reducing all of my food to a liquid form. Those smoothie things really took off and after all they are basically just fruit that’s been blitzed - might not I apply the same principal to say, the full English breakfast? Scrambled eggs are half way there anyway. I reckon there’s money to be made here, the full English and a cup of tea in a commuter cup.
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My brother got me this thing that attaches to the blender...I think you turn it upside down and then it becomes a cup. I hadn't figured out what to make until I read this post and remembered about daquiris...it's never too cold for a frozen drink.
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