Cold weather I can do. Cold weather partnered with an unrelenting dampness — this pervasive chill that creeps in through thin walls and windows of a home not designed to withstand it, bee-lining its way to the very core of my bones — leaves me helpless. And I’ve shivered every minute of it.
Not that I’m being dramatic, but it is still winter, and this business of really warming one’s self is a job for soup.
Like this creamy cauliflower number topped with oven-charred masala-spiced florets.