it was a pretty great month for almost everything else, though, particularly in the soup-making department. this month, i made a korean seaweed soup, a baked potato soup, and a cream of tomato with chicken and radiatori. i also made a double-crusted chicken pot pie and matcha madeleines. in november, i'm tackling more ambitious projects because my big purchase of october was a dutch oven (finally) -- next week, i plan on making kalbi-jjim (braised short ribs, i think is what they're called in english), and, at some point, i'm going to develop a starter to bake bread. food is as much a love of my life as literature is.
returning to book talk, though: i didn't finish a single book in october. i started many brilliant books, though, but couldn't commit to any, and the truth is that, as with most other things in my life, i go through lulls in my reading. i've found that i tend to read most voraciously in the beginning of the year, the end of summer/early autumn, and the end of the year -- i don't necessarily know why that's the case, but it's the general trend i've noticed in the last few years, when i actually started to document my reading.
that said, i haven't gone a whole month without completing a single book in a while. it's not that i haven't been reading; i simply haven't had the mental capacity to focus and sit down with a book and complete it. it happens. it means november is going to be an excellent reading month. (:
*thérèse raquin and mrs. dalloway pictured above because i dropped both books. there will be a year-end post about the books i actively dropped this year.