I made soup. I don't cook, not very well at least. Just ask my hubby about the peanut butter tofu, or the boiled eggs with fried mashed potatoes. I grew up on my grandmother's chicken soup. My grandmother passed away over twelve years ago, and for years before that was not well enough to cook. Based on a memory, and some questions to my mom, who had often grocery shopped for her, I decided … [Read more...]