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.
Killer Tofu 