We had some bread to use up this evening so I thought (well, I was told to by my wife) I’d make a nice bit of soup it could be dunked into.

I settled on a tasty leek, potato and carrot recipe that seemed to deftly straddle the seasons – you don’t want to be too hearty in spring, it all gets a bit heavy – and started cooking.

This one just involved chopping all the vegetables and cooking them in a pan before adding some stock and then cooking some more. The recipe said to add milk at this point, but I’m allergic so I chucked in some coconut yoghurt instead.

The final effort was blitzed up with the stick blender, though I was fairly convinced by this point of the dish’s blandness.

I chucked in a splosh of Maggi and some salt and began hoping for the best. Whether that was anything to do with it or not I was delighted to taste the soup and realise that it was actually pretty decent.

No interesting moral to the story I’m afraid, just me having dinner.