As luck would have it, when I walked through my front door a tantalizing smell greeted me. My husband had prepared a dinner of grilled salmon with dill and lemons. With a side of corn on the cob and green beans it was a very tasty meal and obviously I did not make the soup. My need for seafood had already been answered.
Today is only Tuesday though and the salmon is nearly done. I am pretty sure my better half will have finished it off for lunch. Unless I get to it first for breakfast. But for dinner...peanut soup you will be mine.