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Sundays. When I was a child a usual Sunday’s lunch always included a rich soup with loads of vegetables and boiled meat. I remember I always prefered to eat that soup after it was a few days old, I never liked it fresh and I only took one or two spoonful and nobody could convince me to eat more. Not even with the trick saying one for mommy, one for daddy… But when this soup was warmed up the day after I could eat one bowl after the other. Sometimes my mom also prepared a garlic sauce (...)