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I love vegetable stew!

I love minestrone soup with garlic breadsticks.. MM! I could eat that every.single.day!

I'm a simple kind of lady, so my favorite soup is homemade chicken noodle. I like to make it with escarole and egg noodles. It's just so delicious.

homemade soups, starting with meat bones and ending with seasonal vegetables....the best! takes hours to simmer on the stove...but the end results are used in so many meals...the simplest being laddled into a big bowl and with a crusty bread on the side.

Wild rice soup. A thick, creamy base with vegetables and chicken added. Top with parmesan cheese and homemade croutons.

Multi grain bread! This looks like a great cookbook!!!

Five years ago I had the opportunity to travel to Thailand. While there I got to eat stir fried ants. It sounds gross but the ants didn't really have much taste to them (they were kinda lemon-y). I also had the chance to eat street food, mmmm... pad thai, so good.

Had an amazing goat cheese and tomato tart in Paris. Also tried escargot for the first time. Quite good.

The Lake District in Great Britain. We hiked the fog shrouded hills from Farmhouse and/or pub to the next one on our itinerary.

Just food from a street vendor in the Bahamas.

We visited Mexico last year and had a wonderful time. Got to eat some super mex food. Had super appetizer at one place called empanadas

Years ago, when I was a young teenager, I travelled to Shandong province in China accompanied by my older sister and cousins. It was a trip our parents sent us on to "discover our roots". Little did they know that the tour guides provided 10-15 1 liter bottles of beer at every meal as a sign of courtesy...made for interesting times at the hotel afterwards! Our distant relatives lived in a rural village and came unexpectedly to pick us up so we could stay with them and pay respects to our ancestors buried in a neighboring vineyard. We drove in a minibus on rough roads making little conversation with our limited mandarin. Hours into the trip my cousin and I severely needed a rest stop. The only thing around was a small farm where we stopped. The old farmer sat on a fence eating corn with black fingernails and nodded towards two old wooden walls facing the fields. We walked over to them and peeked over the other side. There was nothing there but a dozens of horseflies hovering over a hole with an ancient form of a sewage system...millions of worms which lived off excrement! Beggars cannot be choosers so we took turns swatting the horseflies off each other's bare bottoms. I've never felt closer to my cousin and it's always been a memory that makes me laugh out loud.