Whilst this blog will never be political and will always centre around food ( I see you sigh with relief there!) it is just my rumination of thoughts, as I ladle another bowl of soup for serving, only this time it is not chicken soup for the soul but the easy lentil soup that graced our table every so often. I meant to share this as Iftar menu, alas here we are. Better late than never.
And since this soup is easy enough, I tend to make a large pot of this quite regularly, irrespective of seasons but they are best served for cold, balmy nights when you don’t like the idea of being barefoot in the kitchen for hours yet there are hungry mouths to be fed, so meals need to be prepared. The simmering bowl of lentil will take care of its own, leave them to thicken over gentle low heat and only stir before the final serving.
If you have a slow cooker, it is even easier. Having said that personally I am never a big fan of slow cooking- I like to potter about and make my presence in the kitchen and see the bubbling golden liquid staring back at me. That is when I feel at solitude, and wander away with my thoughts.