Well, it didn't taste exactly like French Onion Soup (for a variety of reasons, main one being lack of time) but it tasted good and filling. And more importantly, BREAD BOWL FOR THE WIN!

My fingers smell like thyme and the whole apartment smells like caramelized onions.

In other news, Celeste and Mina are whoring themselves to the space heater. Mina's nose is directly under it and she's panting like a fiend. Celeste has her face two inches from it and is also panting. DOGS FOR THE WIN!

That is all.