According to my beloved, I eat like a mother trucker. So much so that he feels obligated to forewarn the waiter not to get in between me and my bowl until I have waved my white napkin signaling surrender. He describes it as a full-contact sport. And while it’s embarrassing, he isn’t necessarily wrong. I am woman, hear me chew! There's nothing quite like a comforting bowl of soup to warm the body and nourish the soul. From hearty stews to delicate broths, soup has the power to evoke feelings of comfort, nostalgia, and culinary satisfaction. Soup is the bridge that connects us to our heritage and traditions. I hope you found recipes here you can savor, slurp, share, and possibly spill. Thank you to everyone who has supported my culinary journey both in front of and behind the lens. Someone put a spoon in me. I’m done.
NOTE: This is a downloadable eBook. There is no hard copy.
