It’s been unseasonably cold this time of year. We didn’t make soup for fun… we desperately needed it. Something warm to soothe our souls and help us to bundle up, something we have to do often with a labrador retriever who loves the rain.
The French Oven came out, we tossed in some onions, and let them simmer away, while a movie played on Hulu.
Then my fiancé casually threw together a pot roast to go alongside the soup.
And then I casually threw together some soda bread which was thick and able to withstand the soup without getting too soggy.
The meal was warm, soothing, and satisfying, and filled us to the brim. To put it simply, this soup is dreamy, and one of my new favorites. We had a ton of leftovers, which I’ve been eating for days and loving every second of it.