Not exact matches
Usually when you finish a soup like this — and by «like this» I mean a relatively simple sauté
of onion and garlic, a simmering
of vegetables in broth followed by a run in the blender — cream or crème fraiche or sour cream goes in and you could do that here, but I didn't want to bury the brightness
of the miso paste, so I
instead drizzled some
toasted sesame oil
on it (which is, frankly, like crack to me) and scattered some thinly
sliced scallions.
It is filled with chopped lettuce, cucumber, and red onion, sun dried tomatoes, chickpeas
instead of the hummus sometimes served
on sabich, roasted
slices of eggplant, hard boiled eggs, and arguably the best part - spiced and
toasted strips
of pita.
Let's suppose that, rather than start the day off with this cinnamon bun breakfast, our hypothetical subject
instead toasts two
slices of 100 % whole grain bread, tops each with a tablespoon
of peanut butter, and chows down
on a banana.