Preview: here are two examples of perfection in my life.
1. My son
2. This soup
Can I take a quick moment to brag? Of course I can. I’m the queen of this little space- try and stop me.
My boy. Oh, my sweet boy. Let me set the scene for you.
Birthday afternoon, opening presents from Sha Sha and Grandad. J Man opened the card which contained a sum of money very impressive to a five year old (and, by the way, impressive to a 30-something year old also).
After breathlessly counting the dollar bills, my boy excitedly exclaimed, “Yes! Now I can buy you something!”
Not, “now I can buy more matchbox cars.”
Not, “now I can buy lots of candy.”
But, “now I can buy you something.”
Seriously, I was holding back the tears.
He’s so good. So sweet and good.
You know what else is sweet and good?
Shutterbean’s Hearty Black Bean and Sweet Potato Soup.
I fell in love with Shutterbean after meeting her on the Joy The Baker podcast. Her son is just a smidge older than J Man and her laugh makes me laugh. We’d probably be friends if we lived closer.
Shutterbean isn’t vegan, but this soup is
accidentally? wonderfully so. I didn’t use the corn tortillas, but not because I didn’t want to, only because I’d forgotten that angel boy ate them all.
I ate two giant bowls of this soup after 4 miles in freezing temps. The flavor combination is awesome! This soup+fireplace+hugs from my boy=perfection.
As far as I’m concerned, he can always and forever eat the rest of the corn tortillas.
(Besides, I know where he stashed his birthday money- I can always buy more…)