Bean soup tale
Sunday, 18 November 2018
The major reason today became bean-soup-from-scratch day was we got a ¼ ham earlier this week, and the bone was just begging (excuse the anthropomorphizing) to flavor some bean soup. Plus, the weather turned colder last week.
While the beans were soaking, I zipped—on foot (happy foot justifies the verb “zipped”!)—to the library to swap out two-for-one. On my way back, I scooted (happy foot justifies the verb “scooted”!) out of the way of a his-and-hers mounted pair of recumbent bicycle riders. They deftly navigated around me, and on up the street. I was slow to take a photo, so they were already stopped at the corner before I got a snap…edited to make them larger, so resolution is hammered.
And that’s all tonight, folks.