Try explaining to a 3 year old why there are no dinosaurs at the zoo. Apparently, the answer "Because they are all DEAD." does not suffice and actually, results in further questioning.
Recently, I have been doing some research for FoodieBytes. While digging through tons of food blogs in LA, I happened across a lovely site called The Delicious Life - chock full of yummy photos of food, I dare you to read this site and not get an appetite. While digging through her archives, I came across a link she posted for Peruvian Chicken Soup. I made this soup on Friday evening and oh MY, this is not your grandma's chicken soup. I mean, I suppose it is your grandma's chicken soup if you happen to be Peruvian, but yeah. Whatever.
This soup was so satisfying - the lime added a special tangyness to it and the crunchy, chewy bits of cilantro really brought it all home for me. The smell of the vegetables simmering all day long added a special atmosphere. I cannot wait to make this again.
While I cannot claim to be any sort of photographer, like most of us with a camera, I enjoy playing around with mine. Over the weekend, I bought some lovely strawberries - not only were they fun to eat, I also had fun messing around with the macro settings on my camera. While I think Annie Leibowitz can safely sleep at night, I still did not think it too shabby for a point n' click being operated by an idiot.
Also, I found these guys hanging out on the floor and thought it would be a silly thing to snap. I was right.
6 comments:
That looks incredible! Your photos are gorgeous!
Be sure and make the Peruvian chicken soup when I'm over.
Friday evening and oh MY, this is not your grandma's chicken soup. I mean, I suppose it is your grandma's chicken soup if you happen to be Peruvian, but yeah. Whatever.
Can't. Stop. Laughing.
Those strawberry photos totally have me salivating right now... I want some!
There's something very sensual about pictures of food. MMmmmmm.
I have a friend who went to South America and brought home Peruvian "spice balls" for me a few years back, along with a chicken soup recipe. I followed the recipe exactly (a rarity for me) and it was absolutely delicious. Except that, in my husband's words, "the author of the recipe liked boiled eggs way more than I do". I think I ended up with about six boiled eggs sitting by themselves in the pot with a bit of broth when all the leftovers were finished.
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