When you and your sister were born, our family and friends were so kind and thoughtful.
They cooked. They baked. They cleaned. They cared for those of you already born.
They took care of us.
Sigh. I love remembering when y’all were babies.
Mr. Spooner was right. They were glorious days indeed.
John, this is you at two days of age. Life was a bit overwhelming I guess. I think you figured out pretty soon, though, that this crew was quite taken with you.
It was the fall when you were born, and one of our friends brought a delicious pot of soup one night for dinner.
We gathered around the kitchen table, and Dad and I began to fill the bowls. Will, you looked at us so sincerely as you shrugged your little shoulders and these were your six-year-old words:
“I wonder why she brought us grass soup.”
Ever since that day the Creamy Chicken-Spinach Soup was renamed in our family. It was and is Grass Soup.
You’ll need a 9-ounce package of refrigerated cheese tortellinis. You can find them in the dairy section.
Next you add a 14 1/4-ounce can of chicken broth. I use these granules to make chicken broth when I don’t have any on hand.
Stir in 2 cans reduced-fat cream of chicken soup (or make your own — I’ll show you that in another post), 1 cup diced chicken, and 2 cups milk.
1/2 tsp. dried thyme and 1/4 tsp. black pepper, and that’s all.
It tastes great with a chunk of French bread.
Enjoy and maybe share some with a friend like Mrs. Kristin did with us all those years ago.
I love you,