It’s cold. It’s wet. It’s windy. It’s the middle of the winter and we’ve just barely made it over the hump of solstice. Which means: It’s soup season! (I use the term soup very loosely here. Chowders and such are soups. End of story.)
I was puttering around the other day and wanted soup but alas, our freezers have run low on soup and our cupboards only had weird Campbells Chunky “Soup” (which is the only “soup” I do not call soup). But behold! The wonders of the cupboard revealed a 13 Bean Soup mix! Yay! All was right in my world: soup was on its way.