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November 03, 2011


My favorite soup story is the one about the friend who loved her other friend so much that she would freeze and send her batches of soup knowing that her friend was a miserable, uninspired cook who loves soup but thought it only came from a red and white can....

Yep, that's definitely my favorite soup story!

We should trade families for a week. Mine are all soup fanatics and would eat it every day for multiple meals. I am less of a fan. Growing up, soup was another way to stretch the leftovers into another meal.

I did make soup three times last week myself (well, one was chili.) The weather just called for it. I failed with the chili because I did not make the required Caribbean corn bread to go with it! "It was Halloween night, we were short on time!" did not seem like a good answer to the kids.

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