#wintersoupreflections

Made mishmash soup. It was pretty awesome. I will dub it March soup in honour of the fact that I needed it. In March.

It was actually just what I was craving on a cold day. For my own future reference

- preliminary fry up of an onion, celery and carrot with garlic

- add in dried coriander, cumin and paprika 

- in a pot, boil the contents of two cans of canned tomatoes, two cups of water and two XO chicken stock cubes

- add the vegetables (shouldn't be cooked completely at this point) to the contents in the pot

- add some garam masala and more paprika, plus salt to taste

- add some chopped mushrooms

- reduce soup by boiling off water to a point that you think the consistency is thick-ish

- add a few sprigs of fresh coriander

- add 3/4 cup of couscous and let it boil for a bit, then remove from heat

I had a thought provoking conversation with my flatmate and it gave me cause to ponder. I have always laughed at the prospect of myself becoming anorexic given the fact that 

a) I love eating far too much

b) I lack the self discipline to not eat at all

But anyway, her question was "How often do you think about or worry about what you eat during a day?" 

Now, I don't really calorie count exactly, but I will admit that I do think about what I am eating or what I am going to eat more than I used to. I don't think I could ever stop eating, but I do think I put in more of an effort thinking about meals that are healthier. What her question made me think was the fact that (well, for me) there's a fine line between thinking about eating healthily and obsessing over my intake of the day. I don't think there's an issue about not stuffing myself full and stopping myself from snacking unnecessarily during the day, but it's a slippery slope from this to having an unhealthy relationship with food. I do admit to having a slightly more than irrational fear of gaining weight again and it don't want it to be the impetus for me to slide down that slope. I think it's important (for myself at least), to not focus on not becoming anorexic, but rather to establish an understanding within myself about eating. Because let's face it... I don't want to take a year off because I've managed to work myself into an eating disorder. I want to bloody finish this medical degree and begin life.