There’s a reason I avoided cooking for the first twenty-five years of my life. I knew it would be dangerous.
I should not be trusted alone in the kitchen, ever.
I’m slightly embarrassed to admit how many kitchen fires I’ve started over the years. The worst was in a cast iron pan. The flames reached the ceiling and I wasn’t sure what to do. So, I grabbed my baby and ran from the house screaming, “I set the kitchen on fire!” Thankfully my husband was working in the yard and came to the rescue.
We should probably get more insurance and a fire extinguisher.
A few years back, I cleverly wrote Fire Ignites on The Fringe. I thought I’d play at being a newspaper reporter. You know, when life hands you fires, write the story. Or, something like that.
Yesterday, when the stove-top burst into flames, my daughter took two steps back and said, “How are you going to put that one out?”
“I don’t know. Where’s my camera?”
Those were my exact words. So I snapped a picture and then reached for the salt. I dumped out half the container and it worked!
Here’s the important part. I saved the broccoli cheese soup.
Early in the season, I declared Sundays to be Soup Days. There’s nothing better on a cool afternoon than a
flaming steaming bowl of soup.
I even have a brand new, made up by me, soup recipe for you. Only, I want to make it again, because you’re probably going to want measurements and I don’t often measure.
Until I get all crafty in the kitchen again, go make Edie’s Broccoli Cheese Soup. You will be in love.
My daughter said, “It’s better than Panera Bread’s soup.”
Goodness. I would light my stove on fire again for that soup.
If you want to follow along, I’ve created a “soup” board on Pinterest. You’ll get lots of ideas for Soup Sunday or Soup Monday or Soup Tuesday…you get the idea.
And finally, because fire is no joke, check out my 5 Tips for Fire Safety and see if you’re prepared.
What’s your favorite kind of soup?