I love winter. As a New Yorker, does that make me a psychopath? Who knows! Anyway, I find soup to be the most perfect food to warm you up from the inside out. Last summer I was at a Greek restaurant and ordered french onion soup (???) and when the waitress arrived with the crock I came to my senses and realized it’s made with beef broth. Whoops! So I sent it back and I’ve been craving it ever since.
One of my favorite soups of all time has always been New England clam chowder, so much that I brought it for lunch in elementary school pretty much every day. From a can, no less, *cue barf noises* but it was cheap and we can’t forget the fact that I’m a product of the 90s where convenience was everything. However, my mom always made really good food, so for now I’m just going to blame canned clam chowder on the decade.