Monday, October 10, 2005

Comfort in a Bowl


When I was a kid, my mom would make Campbell's Cream of Potato soup on cold days. Back then, the chucks of potato were these little squares. She would put lots of black pepper in it and we would eat it with crackers and sometimes a sandwich.

I was always so proud of myself because it was something we both liked to eat, made me feel closer to her. I don't get to eat it with her much anymore (we live 3000+ miles apart right now). I still eat it when it is chilly (like today), and think of her when I do. The chunks of potato are bigger now but just as good.

3 comments:

Joanne said...

Sometime you should call her and eat soup together. I have a good friend in Vermont and every once in awhile I'd call her (before the kids) and we'd sit and watch TV together. (We'd find a show that was being shown on both coasts at the same time.)

Anonymous Midwest Girl said...

MMMM I love potatoe soup. I remember making it with a friend at her grandma's house when I was in high school. I love lots of pepper in it, too!

Mishka said...

Jo, what a good idea. Fortunately we'll see each other at Christmas this year for the first time in 5 years.

AMG, isn't it the best?