When the world becomes a snow globe, it’s time to make soup. The sun is rising earlier, days are longer and everyone is talking about spring, but it’s still freezing cold.
In the fall I buy large and small pumpkins and line them up on the counter. Their brilliant orange cheers my spirits. Two days ago, in cold February, I cut up my second last pumpkin and made a huge pot of soup with ginger, cinnamon, nutmeg, cumin and coriander.
Five spice aroma
warms last nights of winter
Is this early spring?