Soup-er Thursdays - (Week 6)

My turn.

Gulp.

Let me add, my sickness feeling was only because of nerves. Nothing to do with my Soup. I hope.

The wonder dog was, at least, excited by the prospects of my turn in the soup kitchen. Parsnip and Apple. With a side of Rosemary and Red Onion Focaccia.

I think it went down well. Or there was none left anyway. Even the wonder dog didn't go away disappointed. He got his slice.

(Soup-er Thursdays... We've decided to express ourselves through the medium of soup - one pot at a time. So, we're taking it in turns to bring in a pot. The board table (and portable camping stove) is the kitchen. Today was my day of soup reckoning!)