Soup and Droop

The high temperature today is predicted to be a balmy 34 degrees F, and I'm going to enjoy it, because I'm told that in a week or two we're going to get slapped harder than a womanizing drunk* by an "Arctic blast." That's put me in the mood for soup.

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My mom and my sisters have had two Soup Swaps. Click to read more on that, but it's basically like a cookie swap, except that you're left with a freezer full of soup, instead of a "spare tire".

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While searching for that post, I found this joke, which Mom shared at our last soup swap:

A girl about 13 came down the stairs in a tight, very immodest shirt and was confronted by her grandma as she went to leave for school, "What in the world are you doing? You can't go out like that; I can see right through your shirt!"

"Oh, Grandma..." the girl replied, pointing to her tiny breasts. "These are nothing but rosebuds!" She left for school. When she came home, she was met by her grandma coming down the stairs wearing no shirt or bra.

"Grandma! Have you lost your mind?!  I hope you're not going out like that!"

"What?!" replied Grandma. "I thought you'd like to see my hanging baskets!"

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Two of my favorite soup recipes include Beef Barley and White Chicken Chili, but I like to change things up a lot, so I'd love some recommendations. Got a favorite soup recipe to share?

*This simile was inspired by Nezzy, Queen of Literary Devices at Cow Patty Surprise. If you don't read her blog, you really need to head over there, as she truly is a master of the simile and makes it seem effortless.  Oh, and by the way, the punctuation of my "Arctic Blast" sentence stumped me; feel free to correct it for me.haha