Oh, that’s precious! Each family should have a “genealogy” with their soups. Mine would have it with either Abodinga or menudo. Can you imagine? Especially with the menudo, considering that my Dad is the one that makes it the best!
There’s just something about the flavors and the smell of menudo that invoke Family. How everyone gathers around the pot, waiting to get their share. And how many times that happened at camp-outs, especially in the morning as a “hangover cure”. I can attest to that!
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Yep, it’s that primordial DNA soup, comin’ down, generation to generation. Nice story, and this is definitely soup season!
Thanks Robert. Nothing like a good soup to warm your bones
Beautiful story, Mark. I also believe that the traditional foods of each culture connects us across generations.
Yes, and to mindful of what you eat adds to the experience. 🙂
I was wondering what “soupy genealogy” would bring me to: a tasty dish with that critical ingredient, love!
That’s the best ingredient. 🙂
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DELIGHTFUL!
Thank you, Jonathan!!
Time for me to sample more! 😀
Oh, that’s precious! Each family should have a “genealogy” with their soups. Mine would have it with either Abodinga or menudo. Can you imagine? Especially with the menudo, considering that my Dad is the one that makes it the best!
Yes, a lot of history there. That’s for sure.
There’s just something about the flavors and the smell of menudo that invoke Family. How everyone gathers around the pot, waiting to get their share. And how many times that happened at camp-outs, especially in the morning as a “hangover cure”. I can attest to that!
I can see that when you guys are carefully slurping it down.