I have the permanent crunchies

I’ve never been a big soup eater (see previous post about only eating soup with buttered grilled cheese). I appreciate some substance to my meals; hearty, crunchy bites of food that can’t be sipped through a straw. If my body could stand it I would probably be happiest eating extra crunchy chips – any flavor… Read More I have the permanent crunchies

It’s cold. Make soup.

By the time January is here, my denial about winter turns into a strong dislike of the color grey. Why is everything grey in January? While the end of the latest “polar vortex” sweeps out into the Atlantic, it’s still winter, and it’s still cold. Unless you live somewhere warm and fabulous, and if so,… Read More It’s cold. Make soup.