When I’m in need of some build me up butternut therapy I go into roasting mode with a butternut squash and make it into a salad – it works wonders warm or cold. “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness” John Keats, Ode to Autumn.
I could dine on soup alone and often I do …
BEAUTIFUL Soup, so rich and green,
Waiting in a hot tureen!
Who for such dainties would not stoop?
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! Lewis Carroll
Even as we head towards autumn when the sun is thinner, there’s nothing better to lift the mood than sitting outside surrounded by all the colours under the sun, catching some back end of summer rays and with a bowl of Mediterranean freshness topped with crispy Habas Fritas. Everyone can dream.