Saturday’s Soup

Years ago, we had this late lunch habit: Matt and I were both teaching for Comhaltas, and our kid was really little at the time. So we’d pass the baby… and then the toddler.. back and forth through the long morning. By the time we got home, we were exhausted—and hungry. Hang.

We started making soup in advance, to have something to come home to. And it really got us through. Just one less decision to make. Just one more reassuring constant. I wrote this hornpipe Saturday’s Soup to commemorate and celebrate the simple and transformative power of routine.