Say what you will, but I think being a compulsive cook is actually a good trait to have.
Sometimes, it gets me into trouble. Like when I set my mind on making something, only to find out I don’t have time to get all of the ingredients. Or when I’m at a friends’ house, and I feel the urge to help them finish making our meal.
However, on the days I compulsively pick a dinner idea before 5 p.m. strikes, things usually turn out splendidly.
That being said, while I think it’s healthy to go with the flow on most occasions … sometimes, you just have to make a choice; even if it means taking a risk.
This soup may look odd at first glance. I was actually nervous to ask my roommates if they would be willing to try it. But hear me when I say: this is one of the best soups I’ve made in my entire life. And if you didn’t get the hint from my last food blog, I really, really like making soup. A lot. Continue Reading…