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We called my Grandmother (the Italian one), Nonni (pronounced by us, nah-nee). This is one of her soups that I distinctly remember when I was growing up. This and pastina were the number ones. Really, I couldn’t stand this soup when I was a kid. Something about the pepperoni just gave it this flavor that turned me right off. Now, being older and wiser (at least I’d like to think so), I love it. It’s really a good for your soul kind of soup. Nonni’s Minestra 1 table (...)