For the last couple of weeks I have been thinking about making some summery gazpacho type item to accompany dinner. It just sounded good...some chilled, fresh tasting soup to counter the BLAZING heat outside.
So yesterday Hy and I whipped one up. (Literally. We whipped it up using a blender. Outside. Because the babies were asleep and my blender sounds like a small jet plane getting ready to takeoff. Good times.)
It was supposed to be grand: Chilled Cucumber Soup with Fresh Dill; perfectly complementing dinner (Grilled salmon, rice pilaf, sauteed summer squash) and rounding out the menu (only 70 calories per 1/2 cup!). And when it was finished it was quite beautiful. But the taste...
Well, it tasted just like what went in: watery cucumber puree with dill and buttermilk. I was somehow hoping that the combination of ingredients would mesh together and make some wonderful culinary combination.
Umm no.
Aaron finished his entire bowl--mostly out of generosity to me--but I couldn't stomach it (and chalked it up to saving calories).
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So funny. I have all these great ideas and try to get all fancy and froo-froo, and really, sometimes it is just gross.
Tonight we are having chicken soup and biscuits. A winner all around.
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Sorry your soup didn't turn out so well, but the rest of the menu sounds yummy. Come visit us next time you're up.
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