It seems that happiness hormone is released when the intestines are warmed.
After somehow recognizing this, I decided to make soup on a night when my heart was rough and I couldn't sleep well.

I don't know much about how the body works, but it certainly warmed not only my body but also my mind by the time I drank hot soup and milk.
The hot water bottle, filled with satisfaction and happiness, expands steadily and eventually becomes a hand shape to gently soften the stomach from the inside.Then, at the next moment, the hand pops out of the stomach and moves to the brain, and it is very easy to release the tense and confused consciousness.


Because of this condition, the soup itself has no particularity or characteristics.At that time, I just boiled what was in the fridge.
However, most of the things in the fridge are fixed: onions, potatoes, and sometimes mushrooms.Is it such a place?

I want to shorten the cooking time, so I just chop them all and fry them in butter, then add water and consomme or something and boil them.
And in the meantime, sitting on a kitchen chair and listening to the radio or reading a book with just the orange light of the ventilation fan is probably the most important process.If you bite into the pot, your anxiety will backfire and you will stir too much.
To tell the truth, it may be this calm time that I want more than anything else.


Recently, I have repeatedly read the book "I lived thinking only about soup" by Atsuhiro Yoshida.It's this novel that created my soup loop.
I want to read it forever, and even better, it made me think that if I could go to this world, I wouldn't have to come back. The book has a coffee shop coaster in between and has a little coffee stain. ..

When I flip through the familiar pages, I hear a popping sound from the pot (it doesn't make a lumpy sound because it's for one person), and gradually the sweet scent of onions, the scent of consomme and butter, and the small scent of potatoes. Runs down the nose.
Yeah, it's good for a night like this.


Gently scoop the still a little hot soup with the goldfish near the kitchen sideways and bring it to your mouth.
When potatoes, which generate heat each time they crumble, pass through the throat and fall into the stomach, you can see that the potatoes heat up in order from the top, as if checking each path that has passed.
After that, feel the heat and happiness that accumulates, drink it up, brush your teeth quickly, and sneak into the futon.
The point here is to apologize to tomorrow's self and entrust all the washing and other things.Isn't it cheap if you can get a happy sleep?What do you say?



Sea (updated 2021.08.26)