Monday is soup night because Grandma Boyer comes over for dinner. At 96 years old, she is having difficulty eating solid food so soup has become our weekly ritual. We look forward to sitting at the table, visiting with Lorraine, and eating one of several soups that have become dietary staples.
The table is set with place mats and usually the white Corelle plates and bowls because we love to use the white soup tureen Michelle gave me. The tureen is placed in the middle of the table and Marie or I, depending on who is sitting closest, spoon the soup into everyone bowls. Ladling soup into everyone's bowls with the aroma drifting around the table feels like an act of love, part of a woman's nurturing of loved ones. I also make toast sticks by buttering bread, then broiling it to nice warm brown color on one side and cutting the toast slice into thirds. The toast is crunchy on one side and soft on the other. The shape of the toast stick seems to elevate plain toast to a delicacy level.
Our favorite soups include:
Turkey or Chicken Noodle soup
Portuguese Kale soup
Sweet Potato Ham soup
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