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So what am I thankful for this year? Yes, soup. Potato leek, chicken noodle, tortilla, black bean. I am grateful to my mother for giving me her well-used and ancient stock pot which allows me to assemble my concoctions in the same vessel which housed her legendary "Mommy Soup" of my childhood (a beef and vegetable creation I'm insisting she make soon). I am grateful for the prepped packages at Central Market that provide the basis for a wonderful pot of fragrant, delicious comfort. When even 30 minutes of sautéeing and an hour of simmering is more than I can spare, the packaged chowders (Manhattan and New England) and gumbo are the ticket. The soups at Texas French Bread (particularly the Minnesota Wild Rice, the roasted tomato, and their unique version of tortilla soup) have also rescued me from more than one forlorn afternoon. Soup has made me grateful often over the years but never more than in this one.
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