With all that snow we had the other day I began to crave some nice hot soup. Two of my comfort soups are tomato soup and mushroom soup. Yes! Chef! was going into town to drop the youngest off at his job and I suggested that he pick up some tomato soup for me.
Needless to say, he did just what I asked and came home with a can of familiar tomato soup. He plunked the can on the counter and I thanked him very much. However, the thought of eating condensed canned tomato soup was very unappetizing, so I ate oatmeal cookies instead. (Yipes!)