When I tell people I like to cook, they often ask what I like to cook, and I tend to find myself stammering. I don’t know, uh, everything?
But then I remember how I feel when others say the same thing about their taste in music. You like everything? Really? Nobody likes everything. And so, no, I don’t like to cook everything. My go-to answer to that question is becoming “Soup and anything spicy.” I might have to refine the spicy part, because that’s probably a lie, too. I’m sure I have limits.
Soup is the ultimate in comfort and love. While I do not eat/make much of it in the warmer seasons, the need for comfort knows no calendar. Sometimes soup is just the right thing to do for yourself.