Category : Soup

The smell of butter and onions simmering in my kitchen always takes me back to my daughter’s first summer home from college. She had brought...

The other evening, as the autumn wind swept through the backyard and the trees began shedding their fiery leaves, I found myself standing by the...

I made this tortellini soup on a chilly evening at our mountain cabin last winter. My husband and I had spent the day trimming the...

When my oldest granddaughter came home from her first semester of college, she didn’t ask for cookies or my famous pot roast. She asked for...

One rainy afternoon, I was sitting in my kitchen listening to the steady tap of raindrops against the window. The air had that unmistakable earthy...

The first chilly evening of October had me curled up in my favorite armchair, listening to the wind rattle the windows. My grandchildren were visiting...