Sure, I like my grandma's taco soup, Progresso's chicken and wild rice soup, and on occasion La Madeline's french onion soup, but other than that, I usually don't eat the stuff. Even when I'm sick I don't eat it, well except the time I got a free bowl of cheddar broccoli soup from Black Eyed Peas because there was a mix up with the waiters and orders which was fine by me because it was the only thing I could eat.
I'm more of a club sandwich and salad kind of girl.
But I'm trying to broaden my horizons. And that means eating (or drinking) more soup.
I already have recipes for french onion soup (coming soon), a leftover turkey soup, a winter pea and ham soup, and a carrot ginger soup. But I wouldn't hold your breathe for the carrot soup.
Here's the deal...
I like carrots; raw, crunchy carrots. Not cooked, mushy, and overly sweetened carrots that resembles baby food. You can blame my old elementary school cafeteria for that. They also almost ruined me for grilled cheese sandwiches too, but luckily my dad is an expert grilled cheese maker.
But I'm going to try and make myself try the soup before passing judgement.
