I sometimes think about making tomato soup from scratch. I happen to love tomato soup, and have it often. Homemade soup is so much better than the canned stuff, so why wouldn’t I want to make my own?
Someday I will, but for now the can is quicker. I know I should cut down on my sodium intake, so this week I tried a healthier version of canned tomato soup. There was nothing wrong with it. But it didn’t taste the same. I finished it, but I didn’t like it. It took me a minute, then I figured it out.
The other, not-so-healthy version is what my mother used to make us when we were kids.
She would add macaroni and bits of hamburger, and made it quite thin to make enough portions to go around. This was decidedly not one of those secret recipes handed down through generations.
But my mother made it. And it became my favorite comfort food.
I made it for my kids when they were growing up. We called it “Gramma’s soup.” This was my way to share something of the Grandmother they barely knew.
I adjusted the ingredients slightly, but that basic tomato soup is a little bit of Mom. I’ll cut down on my sodium in other places. And I will make my own tomato soup sometime for the experience of it. But I won’t feel guilty when I buy the original version.
What good thing reminds you of your childhood? Cherish it! Own it! Keep it the way you like it, no matter what anyone else thinks or says! No matter if it's not fancy.