I didn't quite learn to appreciate soups until my adult years. As a kid, the only good soup came out of a can. With my innocent, sugar tainted tastes as a kid, I preferred Progresso clam chowder over my own mother's minestrone. Since then, I've come to my senses. Still, this evening's soup choices aroused a desire to explore soups on my own.
I think every nation in the world has added their own specialty of soup to the long list of soups. A soup is like an autograph from a culture. Each soup is distinct to its location of origin. It's a cultures flavor! Even the U.S. has contributed to the list of soups with chicken noodle and tomato. Every single soup has the distinct characteristic of a particular country. A won ton soup couldn't come from any other place than China. Potato soup has Ireland written all over it. Cioppino!- It's all in the name!! Cioppino happens to be my favorite soup of all soups. If there is anything each nation from around the world has contributed to the livelihood and nourishment of mankind, it's a soup!
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