Cooking With Charlie

No, I haven’t turned into a cannibobble. I mean we’ve been cooking together.

The other day, he came in and said, “Is there such a thing as cucumber soup?” So I looked on the trusty interwebz and, sure enough, there are a lot of recipes for cucumber soup.

In the kitchen, he grabbed a couple of cucumbers and this dialog ensued:

CHARLIE: What do I do with them?

ME: Peel them and scrape the seeds out.

CHARLIE: Scrape the seeds out? Why scrape the seeds out?

ME: Okay, don’t scrape the seeds out.

So he didn’t.

Also, he said, “Those tomatoes are mushy. Can we use them?”

This was about five bucks’ worth of heirloom tomatoes I’d bought at the farmers’ market a couple of days before.

The secret of a happy marriage is to choose your fights.

The tomatoes went in.

He had just come in from the garden and had a small green pepper and two or three okra pods, so those went in, too.


  • olive oil (garlic-infused)
  • green onion, sliced
  • dill weed
  • two medium cucumbers, peeled and cubed or sliced, seeds left in
  • tomatoes, cubed or sliced
  • green peppers, seeds OUT, cut up
  • tender okra (if desired), cut up
  • water
  • veg bouillon
  • salt and pepper to taste

Heat the oil in a saucepan. If you don’t have garlic-flavored oil, moosh up a clove of garlic and put it in the oil. Add onions, green pepper, and dill. Cook, stirring, until onions are translucent. Meanwhile, put cucumbers and tomatoes into blender and process until pretty liquidy. Add to oil and onions. Add rest of ingredients. Bring to boil. Reduce heat and simmer about 20 minutes.


A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Someone doesn’t equally value something another person thought was extra-special.



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Cooking With Charlie

  1. Jane

    July 25, 2012 at 11:08am

    Sounds like a wonderful soup.
    I once showed my prize string of Murano glass beads to a friend, and she said, “Why would you want glass beads?” I actually could not answer her. I mean, why wouldn’t I want them???? (As you know, they are tempered properly and won’t break without being actually crushed.) Speaking of taste, each one to his own.

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      Marian Allen

      July 25, 2012 at 11:25am

      The soup was delicious! All gone. I would make some more, but I pickled all the cucumbers. If the tortoise in the garden leaves us any, we should have more cucumbers soon, though. πŸ™‚

      “Glass beads” have a bad rap of being synonymous with “cheap junk” which, as you’ve taught me, is not so. I wonder how that happened? Glass used to be a precious commodity. The pharaohs wore glass jewelry, and damn proud of it.

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      Marian Allen

      July 26, 2012 at 9:24pm

      True, that! King Tut rocked the house wif his Old Skool bling. πŸ˜‰

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