Blissfully mild January weather has lulled me into thinking that winter might have forgotten about us this year. Frostbitten fingers and long slogs through snow have been replaced by raincoats and slogs through muddy puddles. Not that the South Bend permacloud, wind, and drizzly days are anything to get hella jazzed about, but we’re usually up to our eyeballs in snow and ice this time of year.
News flash: Winter is coming, bitches.
With the snowflakes flying and Jack Frost slapping me in the face once again I’ve been returning to recipes that fill me up and defrost my frozen heart post-run. And nothing does that quite like a big pot full of delicious soup.