Why Soup Will Always Have My Heart

Why soup will always have my heart I have always loved soup. There’s just something about a big pot simmering on the stove that feels like a hug in a bowl. One of the very first meals I ever made for my late husband was a classic: homemade chicken noodle soup, a loaf of warm homemade bread, and an herbed compound butter. I’ll never forget...
September 25, 2025