I expected The Pioneer Woman’s potato soup to be pretty good, but not actually perfect. I don’t peel potatoes (why get rid of the good bits) and I used shallots, cayenne pepper, and paprika instead her suggestions, plus I tend to be a bit maverick with the quantities of potato, carrot, and celery (this is what my life has become, I’m wild and crazy with vegetables), so I’d say her method of making a creamy soup is fantastic.
The proof? Neil says it’s as good as the soup we used to get at Black Angus in Singapore, and we both love the soup at Black Angus. And I made it in the thermal pot while Anne was napping, only finishing it off about ten minutes before I wanted to serve dinner. So it’s a winner all round.
My belief is that a lot of people in Singapore actually know that the economy has been inflating and slightly deflating an economic bubble for a long time. They’re the ones who aren’t buying shitloads of real estate even though they have the cash. I don’t know what the government will do when things start trending downwards, but with their stranglehold on all things policy, I’m sure they’ll find something to drag the country through. Not without casualties, mind.
Due to my non-artyness, I’ve never really thought about letting Anne make her own art at home, aside from a bit of crayon on paper. Thanks to a friend’s suggestion, I got a plastic tablecloth and sat her in her high chair, thus helping to contain the mess.
(This also means not leaving her side with paints within reach.)
I reckon I should hang on to these just in case she does end up being hailed the next Mark Rothko, so we can have a framed original of her early work. </end joke>