I'm pretty sure the neighbors are suspicious I am having an affair with our UPS driver. And the FedEx driver. And that maybe I am having a fling with the DHL delivery guy.
I understand their curiosity. Between finishing the remodel job, planning to go away for the winter, ordering a few items for the casita - not to mention Lisa's wedding - there have been a ridiculously steady stream of delivery trucks in our driveway. Our cardboard recycling bin is overflowing.
Let's just say, it's a little busy around here.
So... today, after I ran a few miles and made a batch of buttermilk ice cream, but before I packaged a shipment of 250 Camping Journal RV Log Books for retail... before I went to get a pedicure... before I installed a new stereo system in Lisa's room... before I went to the grocer (again) - I made a pot of soup.
You know, in my spare time.

But I was wanting soup. I cut three pounds of the tomatoes in half and placed them on a baking sheet (lined with parchment paper). Then I added one wedged onion and about six (yeah, it really was a lot) cloves of garlic. Next the whole mess was drizzled with a little bit olive oil and sprinkled with Kosher salt and tossed to coat. I roasted the veggies for about 50 minutes at 375°.




The soup tasted just like summer.

Lisa, Lenny & Leo arrive in the morning! Leo! Leo! Leo!
Until my next update, I remain, your faithful correspondent.