I am a creature of many things (namely, really pale wax, inappropriate jokes and leftover margarita lime quarters), but a creature of habit I am not. I don’t own a single movie to watch when I have the ____ feelings, or for whatever reason at all. I buy different makeup every time, even though this and this are basically perfect. And I rarely make dishes over and over again, the same way at least, because there are just too many other recipes I have bookmarked and dogeared for me to spaz over.
So this post is coming to you only because my dear manpanion politely requested some Tortilla Soup I Made That One Time. I don’t mean to brag (useless phrase because that’s exactly what I’m doing and I’m sorry!), but it’s basically excellent. Spicy (because that’s how I like anything and everything), tomatoey warm goodness. Especially when topped with cool sour cream and crunchy, delicious green things. Of course, this is infinitely customizable: you can skip the chicken and substitute a vegetarian broth for a hearty vegetarian meal. Likewise, you can health-ify it by not frying the tortillas (sadface) and skipping all the creamy dairy things.
