Naturally my stew pack was screaming at me to make a bowl of comforting soup. We got a couple of fallish days (okay… maybe it was just the morning) in Central Texas recently so I promptly pulled out my boots, scarves and made this fabulous soup.
This soup really hit the spot with some bread (I had crescents on hand but a crusty bread would be great) and a glass of wine. My family is weird and aren’t really “soup people” but they loved this and my husband said the leftovers were fabulous for lunch the next day. This is the kind of soup that warms your body and your soul. (more…)