All you need is soup

My toes are frozen and so are my pipes. This "polar vortex" has been so miserable that I actually joined a gym. Yes, after more than a decade of running in Chicago winters, I gave in. New Year's was my last run outside, and I actually thought I might die. Whether it was the ice, … Continue reading All you need is soup

Winter warmth soup

I'm on my fourth cup of tea, and I'm still cold. I don't mean to complain, except my knuckles started hurting this week, the day the temperature turned south. I'm 35. Too young for arthritis. Time to move. But alas, we like our friends, our family and our house. Plus, we have jobs. I'll have … Continue reading Winter warmth soup