The gift of hospitality sometimes comes with food.
Soup du Jour (aka “Leftovers Soup”)… Because sometimes that’s all that’s in the fridge. (It’s a metaphor for life.)
It’s been a little cray-cray around here. OK. a LOT cray-cray. (And if I keep using the word “cray-cray” my children will come and BOP me on the head.)
In the last week, there have been 2 concerts (I’ve attended), 2 cookie exchanges (total of 12 dozen cookies), church, a trip to pick up The Johnnie from college, groceries, and… um… laundry. Yeah. Laundry. There was also the traumatic events of Newtown, CT. As a pastor and chaplain, it’s broken my heart. And that’s all I’ll say about that.
But it doesn’t really matter. People gotta eat. So in desperation yesterday, with lots of leftovers and NO time to cook, I decided to pull a trick from my mom’s cookbook and make “Leftovers Soup.” Which included on this particular day…
Add everything to the crock pot. Turn on. Leave to go run errands. Come back. Stir. Adjust seasonings. Do more stuff. Stir later. Eat. Run to concert. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. And enjoy! 🙂