When I lived in the Midwestern part of the U.S. I learned about a true winter. The winter’s were quite brutal and for the most part access to restaurants were limited. I mean, who wants to brave the roads during those winter storms. Even driving 5 miles down the road could be treacherous at times.
Necessity is always a breeding ground for innovation. Out of boredom, some people need a wardrobe variety. You know the type, a new outfit for everyday. You will never see them wear the same thing twice. It is their way of expressing themselves. For me, I like to keep a varied diet. Constantly changing it up. I will eat left overs, but for the most part I try to keep things moving along with a fresh, clean slate.
During those longs winters, I had to learn how to cook a lot of things that I have never cooked before. You laugh at the statement “had to,” but for me, I did. My other choice was to be sad and mull around thinking about not being able to leave because a 5 foot snowdrift was blocking my garage door in white out conditions. Nope, I chose to accentuate the positive and keep myself busy in the kitchen in between any number of the renovation projects that we had taken on. I think of that period of time now and how much it changed me as an individual. I learned so much during those few years about self sufficiency and as always, there were growing pains.
The other night, I made this filling soup, perfumed with deep earthy tones and it reminded me of the winter’s that we moved away from. The perfect ending note to a winter day.
Chicken Mulligatawny Soup