There is no such thing as a boring omelette. Bland, uninspired, crumbled, … but never boring. Not to say that I haven’t had the exact same thoughts. On the contrary. But if you had to eat omelette for 2 months straight, you start experimenting with the whole concept.
parsley
A while back, I talked about grandma’s carrot soup. Given the fact that I cannot eat potatoes (or rather should not), the soup was off the menu. But the fake potato soup had me thinking about carrots again. It turned out rather well.
the sisu spirit 