Everything French

The soup.  Four pounds of thinly sliced onions makes four nice crocks of delicious soup.  I thought that I had never attempted French Onion Soup before, but as I ladled the first spoon into the little crock, I remembered that I HAD made it once before.  Not as wonderful as it was yesterday.  Yesterday, it was incredible and G suggested I make it again today.

Today I worked instead.  And was cashier all day (after watering one half of the greenhouse). I managed pretty well at a job I do very infrequently.  I got into and out of trouble 75% of the time.  Better than usual odds. BUT, I packed too small a lunch and my tummy was rumbling by 11:30 and I knew my tiny lunch wasn't going to do the job. Sigh.  I stopped at the grocery after work for three apples and a bag of tiny Clementines.  Good snack food for tomorrow and Sunday.  The Clementines are so pretty.

The shower is calling my name.  And the couch.