Cold day? Trapped indoors? Raid your pantry & freezer, and make your own version of Stone Soup! Hearty, simple, and a life-saver on those days when you can’t make it to the store. Stone Soup isn’t just for children’s stories anymore!
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Once upon a time, there was a harried and frazzled spouse, trying to manage work, home, family, two four-legged kids, and everything in between. She was used to planning ahead for most weeknight dinners, but let’s face it, sometimes those days of “I got nothin'” crept up on her. Suddenly it was mid-afternoon and no ideas for the evening meal were in sight. She fretted. She fussed. She may have used some inappropriate language (the poor dogs tried to cover their ears to no avail). What to do?
Suddenly, she remembered the old fairy tale of Stone Soup. You know the story: an old man has nothing to eat, so he wanders into the middle of the village and lights a pot of water over a fire, and starts gathering stones, placing them into the boiling water. When the townsfolk begin to ask him what he’s making, he says “Stone soup, of course!” Long story short, he convinces everyone to bring out a random assortment of vegetables, meats, and other edible items to put into the pot. In the end, the villagers all enjoy a bowl of hearty–and tasty–soup. Everybody won.
Well, this poor spouse didn’t have anyone other than two dachshunds to help her out on this particular afternoon. I mean, they’re cute and all, but without opposable thumbs, they weren’t much use in the kitchen. She began poking through the freezer, and came upon several bags of vegetables she had forgotten were in there. Then she found a rope of smoked sausage. After that, she wandered to the pantry and stumbled upon some cans of beans and tomatoes, and a couple cartons of low-sodium broth.
When the fairy tale came to an end, the spouse was rewarded with a fabulous new stoup (a cross between a stew and a soup?). And the crowd went wild! And dinner was saved, and served. So I guess it DOES take a village (or a woman and two dogs). Poof-–Stone Stoup!
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