Friends ask me, from time to time, if I’m still making soup. Well, yes…but it’s a bit more haphazard than it was during the Year of Soup. Actually, it’s lot more haphazard, which happens to be a lot truer to the spirit of soup than obsessing (though I can’t say I ever really have) over anything like a specific soup.
Soup isn’t about a set of ingredients, it’s about making the most out of the ingredients you have.
Like the soup that’s simmering on the stove.
My gal’s been away all month, and comes home in two days. I realized it was my last chance to clean out the freezer. So I made soup. Continue reading