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soup from stone

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I’m so tired my limbs won’t move. To top that all I’ve come home to an empty pantry, fridge and freezer. Note to self-don’t wait till you have no food at home. Do shop a couple of days before.

So this is dinner tonight. A layer of corn chips topped with chilli con carne and baked beans. Beat 3 eggs and pour over the mixture. Top with cheese and bake.

Serve with a baby spinach and tomato salad.

And who can guess why it’s called SOUP FROM STONE?! Winner gets dinner, my shout. Dee x

PS: The pantry may be empty but heaven forbid the wine rack runs dry.

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3 thoughts on “soup from stone

  1. Hi Dee love your blog !! Too bad I missed a chance at winning a dinner 🙂

  2. Well done Uncle Iiiiiian! You win a family pass for dinner with The Reds. ‘Soup from stones’ is quite a popular meal at our house but we will shop and cook before you come over!

    I too love this story.

  3. Had to Google it, but a great story.

    A weary soldier entered a small village looking for something to eat. The villagers hid their meagre rations. Years of war had decimated the food supply. Why would they feed a stranger? The soldier acknowledged their plight: “Your decimated fields have left you nothing to give. I will share with you a secret.”

    The villagers were bewildered as the soldier proceeded to boil water in a large pot in the village square and then drop in three small stones. “This will make fine soup”, he exclaimed. The people looked at each other and shook their heads. “Of course”, he continued, “it would be even better with some parsley and salt.”

    “I have a little I think”, exclaimed one of the villagers. She ran home, returning with an apron full of parsley and a turnip. As the pot boiled on, other villagers gradually found ingredients for the pot: barley, carrots, potatoes and even some meat. Someone discovered several casks of wine.

    The villagers ate, drank and danced into the night. In the morning, the soldier awoke to find the villagers standing before him. “You have given us the greatest gift”, said their elder: “how to make soup from stones. We shall never forget you and what you taught us.” And they retold the story ritually in word and action in each generation.

    So it comes down to a bit of this, a bit of that and lots of wine 🙂

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