Tomato Basil Soup and WIAW

My meals have been lame-o for the last few days. Leftovers. Cereal.  Whatever I can find in the fridge that is easy to put together.  

Mr. J is gone and I have a ton of work to get done while I am in the office for a few days.

The most impressive thing I put together was this amazing lunch.

Served on a cold, cloudy day that was truly meant for soup.  Have I told you all that soup is one of my favorite things.  We have a store near by that has about 20 varieties of soup daily. If I was made of money I would get some each and every day...even in the summer.  I love it!

Of course you can make it too. This recipe is the perfect amount - two bowls when you make it and two bowls for lunch the next day.  Enough to enjoy but not so much you feel like you are swimming up to your ears for the week.

Tomato Basil Soup

by Emily Morris, Cooking Light JANUARY 2002

Prep Time: 10 minutes

Cook Time: 20 minutes

Keywords: soup/stew tomato basil winter

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Ingredients (serves 4)

• 2 teaspoons olive oil
• 3 garlic cloves, minced
• 3 cups fat-free, less-sodium chicken broth
• 3/4 teaspoon salt
• 3 (14.5-ounce) cans no-salt-added diced tomatoes, undrained
• 2 cups fresh basil leaves, thinly sliced
• Basil leaves (optional)

Instructions

Heat oil in a large saucepan over medium heat. Add garlic; cook 30 seconds, stirring constantly. Stir in the broth, salt, and tomatoes; bring to a boil. Reduce heat; simmer 20 minutes. Stir in basil.

Place half of the soup in a blender; process until smooth. Pour pureed soup into a bowl, and repeat procedure with remaining soup. Garnish with basil leaves, if desired.

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Dinner I managed to put together some black beans and rice in a quesadilla.  This was probably the second most impressive thing I put together for the week.  It actually required a pan and the stove.

Note to self: Talking on the phone while cooking is not the smartest maneuver. 

Sometimes it is good to have some low key weeks.  I will say though I spent way to long on Pinterest forming wonderful dinners in my head last night.  I will save those for when Mr. J comes home.