Halloween soup

 

I bought a big Kombucha at Lone Pine and made a labor-intensive roasted squash soup yesterday. I forgot to take a picture of John chopping it up with a cleaver and hammer, a dangerous task if you aren't being mindful. Or as he would say, "have the right tools."

Most soup recipes start with raw cubes (peeling is a pain) but this roasts the squash chunks in a hot oven until tender and caramelized. Then you just scoop it out into a broth already seasoned with lots of garlic, onion and spices.

Finally, I used my handy immersive blender to puree everything into a super creamy and healthy soup. That little tool is a dream come true, after years of slopping hot mess in and out of a blender.

It turned out restaurant quality delicious. Let me know if you want the recipe.

As promised, here's Maya and pals ready to hit the town last night. She is dressed as a "1960's Corpse Bride." That decade when their grandparents came of age is ancient history.

We had about 75 trick-or-treaters, all of them very cute and polite. And soaking wet along with their poor parents-- it poured rain. For future reference, the treat of choice seemed to be York Peppermint Patties.