the day after a three-day trip with the Jugend Damen und Menne, after a long day of school Valentine's Day celebrations (at which I was asked to be the ROOM MOTHER. I am so not cut out to be a room mother, I practically don't even believe in the concept), after a playdate for my oldest, a late nap for my youngest, a trip to the park, some last minute emails before a deadline, and some half-felt cleaning.
Make French Onion Soup.............. from scratch............. of course! A cheap steak and some carrots, onions, and celery for the stock, white bio onions, butter, and a baguette for the soup, and lots and lots of fresh Mozzerela and Pecorino cheese, just for fun.
My oldest promptly declared that it tasted......................like a leaf.
My youngest loved the rare treat of mozzerlla-covered gluten free bread dredged in the steaming soup. Although, I think he preferred eating the ice cube that cooled it down.
If I swore, I would have to say that it tasted damn good. But, I don't so I won't.
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posted by Reluctant Nomad at 
Mara, one of my favorite memories of our trip to Austria was eating a delicious bowl of French Onion Soup after a long, exhausting day of sightseeing. Thank you for bringing back the delicious sensation to my taste buds!
You sound busy and happy. I wish I could spend the day with you doing playdates, naps, and trips to the park. For the record, I think you will be a great room mother!