Don't You Love Food?

Around here, we love food.

We especially love food on a bright October day, with the piano table festooned, and the deck doors open . . .

. . . and a glass of a lovely crisp white pouring . . .

. . . and a lovely Lisa S.'s lovely pink-sheathed arm joining . . .

But let's face it people. This is not San Diego. We have like 12 seconds of nice weather a year here and although we greet those 12 seconds with gusto and verve and élan and enthusiasm, most of the year around here is not temperate.

So we make do.

Actually, we make cauliflower soup.

But how, you ask? How do we make this cauliflower-and-onion-and-spices concoction . . .

. . . with extra roasted cauliflower, I might add, into honest-to-goodness (did I just say honest-to-goodness?) soup . . .

With, my people, a Smart Stick.

Your own blogger Jacquie picked my name in the family Kristina Kringle exchange, and *I* was the benefactor of an honest-to-goodness (I did just say that) immersion blender.

Soup, baby.

But what, I ask you, is a day in the life without a Mistah Schleckah Still Life?

I know. Don't you just love?