As mentioned last night, today is soup day.
I'm making
potato soup or as I called it in the memo for the potuck, Willamette Chowder.
I'm making about half again as much as normal, and I have a bag of fresh basil to chop up and throw in. Mmm.
Too bad I can't eat this stuff anymore. :(
Later today there is apparently a blues festival at the park. Not the one next door, of course- No, I get to walk about a mile or so. Still, good music and shade. Plus I have three cans of food I can donate, so I get to do that.
I thought briefly about taking the soup to the park, and offering it up for free, with a donations can, and turning the whole mess over to the food bank. The potluck people would just shit.
But there's the whole 'coordinating with the festival, finding a place to set up, keep it hot, serving bowls and utensils, health inspectors' business to deal with, so no. Not happening today.