*originally posted November 2011

I’ll take a moment to pat myself on the back and say it isn’t half bad. In fact, it tastes just like mom’s soup. Know what’s not a triumph?

Promptly losing the recipe. I’m not kidding. I can’t find it anywhere and I just used it yesterday. But I’ll ask mom to email it and I’ll post it later. In the mean time I’m not going to look at any more Martha Stewart recipes. I’m sticking with family recipes. Mostly because my family has a history of pinching pennies and the recipes are actually affordable. Nothing chaps my hide like reading an ingredient like, “Mushrooms, preferably from the forests of Germany.”

Right Martha. Sure.

In the mean time, fall has hit our neighborhood in force. The air smells like chimney smoke. It’s raining today. And for once I’ve actually cooked something good. Now that I’ve gone and bragged on myself, I foresee the next project to be totally jinxed. Stay tuned.