Today is August 31 and I ate soup. I never eat soup in the summer. I like soup, love it in fact, but not in the summer. It doesn't even sound good to me. My hubby, on the other hand, can eat soup no matter the season. He grew up in Pennsylvania and I guess they eat soup all year. It must not get as hot there as it does in Kansas. Well, I should say as it USUALLY does in Kansas because it has been downright cool, chilly even in the early mornings and evenings. I hadn't gone grocery shopping in forever and the hint of fall was in the air and so I caved and we ate soup. My hubby had a big, silly smile on his face the whole meal exclaiming over and over how great it was to eat soup again. My oldest son however peeked in the pot on the stove and said, "Oh no the most challenging season of the year is coming." I asked him what in the world was he talking about and he said with a defeated tone in his voice "Soup season". Apparently he is not as thrilled as hubby.
That is so funny! We love soup in the winter too! You'll have to share some recipes on here!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness!! I could eat nothing but soup for the rest of my life and never get tired of it!! It is my favorite "food group"! I came home from shopping and hubby had a big pot of soup going and I was so excited, I love it so much!
ReplyDeletexoxo,
Samantha