Surely I’m not the only one feeling rather soupy lately. I tend to go a little soup crazy this time of year and when January rolls around I will be all souped out. It’s the cooler weather and the over abundance of beautiful fresh local produce calling out for me to make soup. Last week it was the butternut squash, this week some leeks followed me home to join the potato’s and I have been thinking a lot about cauliflower. My mother makes a killer cream of cauliflower soup and then there’s this one Julie concocted. It sounds really fantastic, all those spices that make fall smell so wonderful!
Do you have a favorite soup that evokes a special memory or feeling?