Just when you thought it was safe to put up your soup pot, the temps are dropping faster than the wind speed and the weekend forecast doesn’t look too promising … sigh. Haul the kettle back out, it’s time for soup.
My friend Lori texted me this morning to say that she was at Sendik’s, picking up the ingredients for the veggie beef soup I posted last week. What a great call – that soup is delicious. Wish I had some right now, in fact – it’s the perfect snowy day dinner!
You’re looking at the perfect meal for a blustery winter day! A day so cold, I’ve got half a mind to toss on my full length mink before I venture out later. This is just the sort of day that calls for a mink coat, don’t you agree? All right, I don’t actually have a fur coat of any sort. But if I did, I’d darned sure be hauling it out today. I’ll throw on my puffy down jacket instead. I’ll put a fur coat on my list for Santa next year. And I’m sure he’ll be getting right on that request.
Where was I?
When I was in college I had a reputation. Not THAT kind of reputation, silly — I was known for my lipstick habit. Because very, very rarely was I ever spotted around campus without a bright-pink pucker.
(Well, once on spring break in Daytona Beach, I forgot to put it on. But I had mono and I was staying in a roach motel and I was really, really unwell.)
But nevermind that. I LOVED the day-glo pinks and fuschias of the 80’s. A roommate of mine once said, “Ah’ sway-uh, Leah, do yew keep yo-wah lipstick on yo-wah naht-stay-und?”
I went to college in South Carolina. Did you catch the accent?
I realize it’s the middle of August and we shouldn’t dare think about a steamy bowl of tomato soup for another three months, but I just had to seize the opportunity. Stem tomatoes are on sale this week for .99 a pound. 99 Cents!! A pound! I’m sorry, but this calls for a batch of soup. If you just can’t stomach the thought of soup in August, then make it now and freeze it for later.
Last Saturday night the Husband and I, along with another couple, had the pleasure of dining at the home of our friends, Ann and Greg. Dinner at a friend’s house is easily my favorite way to spend a Saturday evening. Really, is there anything better than receiving a dinner invitation? It’s a down-right honor, is what it is. That a friend thinks enough of you to pick up her kid’s dirty socks, sweep the crumb-y kitchen floor, and slave away preparing a meal is enough to make me weak in the knees with appreciation.
I will go on record here and say that I LOVE THIS CHOWDER. I just got done eating this photo shoot, and it was mmm, mmmm, good.
Wait, I believe that’s someone else’s slogan.
But I ask you: what better way is there to finish off a long, frigid week than with a big bowl of Salmon Chowder? It’ll warm your belly, bring a smile to your face, and defrost your outer abominable snowman.
A Wisconsin winter favorite!
I spent the longest time on a quest for a perfect broccoli soup. Years, I think. Ya gotta kiss a lot of frogs as they say; I tried probably a dozen recipes until I found one that I absolutely loved, and this is it.
This recipe is a winner for several reasons: first, it makes great use of both the florets and the stems, with very little waste; and second, because the recipe doesn’t call for pulverizing the soup to oblivion, you can actually tell that there is broccoli in the soup!
I’m going to tell you a secret. (Lean in close, please. I’m whispering.)
I just love soup. Some of you regular readers already knew that (yes, would you believe I have ‘regulars’? and not only my mom!). So I guess it’s not really a secret. Never mind.
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