It's raining today, and the house is quiet and lonely [how can a house be quiet and lonely when it still contains two children? It just can.], and perhaps you are feeling like some nice comforting soup? I have just the thing.
Sometimes I wonder if anyone is bothered by my enthusiasm for my own recipes. I don't mean to be conceited. It's just that who would want to try it if I said, "This food is not that good. You probably won't like it very much."? And, frankly, that just wouldn't be true and I couldn't, in good conscience, say it anyway. So forgive me singing my own food's praises. It's not me that's good, it's the food, and I just want to share it!