Well I had a lovely time in Adelaide for the first week and a half, then I came down with a stinking rotten headcold. Which meant I had to fly home all stuffed up (and drugged up, to dry out my sinuses) and woozy-feeling. I managed to buy some milk on my way in from the airport, but that was it. And I was supposed to go back to work on Monday - maybe tomorrow!
There's not a lot of fresh food in the house. OK, there's Christmas cake and fudge and frozen aliquots of casseroles, but I don't feel much like eating those - I'm sick! I need soup.
So, a hunt through the fridge brought this nasty looking mess to my attention.
It was supposed to be feta, but I didn't drain it long enough so as it matured in its brine it lost what integrity it had started with, and became somewhat mooshy. It still tastes great though.
I also had a head of broccoli that somehow still looked OK after two weeks in the fridge, and some other small bits of broccoli in the garden. Broccoli and feta soup anyone?
I cooked up the broccoli for ten minutes or so …
… made a roux with some of the cooking water and some milk, added the feta and broccoli and whizzed it up with my stick blender:
Nothing else, no onion or garlic, just broccoli and lots of feta. Just what the doctor ordered.
I have heaps of photos from Adelaide, will do a post when I feel a bit healthier.