It’s “spring” around here, which means one day it’s sunny and seventy five, and the next day it’s a blizzard. Oh, and some days it’s a blizzard in the morning and feels like a sauna by afternoon.
Regardless of the lack of consistency, it is still true that any snow day- no matter how short- calls for a warm, cozy, and comforting meal.
For me, that’s soup….
