Turkeys and Soup

          A grey sort of Sunday here, not really cold, but the right sort of day to start some bread, make some soup (thank you $5.99 Costco rotisserie chicken), and stock up at the library. Which is exactly what I did.

 

 

         Chicken noodle soup, of course, the easiest soup on the planet since I always have celery, carrots, and some form of pasta. The bread – oatmeal, walnut, and raisin bread. I cut the recipe in half since Covid Times proved once and for all that I’m a bread addict. Good bread, that is, homemade bread, and one loaf will suffice. Needless to say, breakfast tomorrow is a no-brainer. 

 

 

 

         

 The turkeys dodged the soup pot, spending a portion of their afternoon pecking away in our backyard, and once our tree in back starts torpedoing nuts down, they’ll probably set up camp out there full time.

         When I first saw this group I thought the three turkey bachelors had finally managed to score some lady friends, but closer inspection proved that this was an all-hen party.