RecipeMuncher

I may be drinking only a soup, but who says I am not enjoying? If you must know, I am having a feast every night. With the chill breeze steeping in through the windows, I sip my piping hot soup and can literally feel the heat strolling through my windpipe. Oops, its not wind pipe is it, I meant the throat! Well whatever, you get the draft right. Every sip reminds me of those many times in past, I had enjoyed this quintessential Tomato Soup. This typically is Amma’s another one of those won (...)