I got praise!

You all remember my soup recipe. The one that was too tedious for you all to read?

Well, one of my bloggerfriends at Because it's Personal made the soup for her children.

She's a Southern Mother in Georgia with a brood of four kids, and, from what I can tell, she's a very (successfully) adventurous cook.

She liked the soup. Her family liked the soup. Six people, both sick and healthy, liked my soup!

Here's what she had to say.

Now, I know that my soup is good stuff - my Mom's soup is good stuff, but I improved on it, and I make phenomenal soup. But hearing that my soup is good from someone who 1) isn't necessarily familiar with the smells, tastes and textures of a Jewish kitchen and 2) who undoubtedly has many of her own recipes and techniques stored away in her head and nowhere else...well, it makes one proud! I feel validated. I don't cook as much as I want to anymore, but when I do...I turn out a tasty and wholesome product. (Even if I do toss the limp bits of celery and don't have the kishkes to pull the meat off drumsticks...)