My mum tells the story that when I was about 4 years old my younger sibblings and I watched a particularly inspirational episode of Humphrey B Bear where someone read the story of stone soup. For those of you not familiar with this tale you can read it here.
Rather than taking home the moral of the story, I was inspired to start cooking. As soon as the show was over I raced down to our closest creek and picked myself the tastiest looking stone I could find. After lugging my treasure home I persuaded my mum to humour me and help me create what in my small mind was a masterpiece with my new found stone and whatever soup ingredients she could spare.
Since this first foray into the world of food preparation my cooking style and technique have definitely evolved. What has remained the same, however, is my passion for exploring new ideas and willingness to find inspiration in the unlikeliest of places. It isn’t very often that I cook the same recipe twice.
In the spirit of this I have decided to call my blog ‘stonesoup’ to keep me mindful of the fun I had during my first cooking experience and to remind me that whatever you are making, it is only ever going to be as good as the ingredients you use.