I think I got my basic soup making skills from my grandmother, with a couple of differences.
My grandmothers soup always started with potatoes and onions and turned into what we called the never ending pot. (I'll come back to that in a minute). My soup starts with a base like hers, in this case it is the turkey, but my soup always has a start and a finish. The end..."gone" as they say "like yesterday's soup".
Growing up, I ate my grandmother's soup everyday. And after supper my grandmother would add any leftovers from dinner into the pot. Sometimes there were pieces of chicken or beef, she would add the leftover corn or baked beans, it didnt matter. And for the most part it was always good, nothing a little pepper couldn't adjust as needed. As I got older, I think my analytical brain kicked in.... I was eating the soup and a lonely shriveled up green pea was floating on the top. At the time I was not overly fond of peas so I just pushed it aside and kept eating but now I was searching for peas in order to avoid eating them. But there were no more peas in my bowl. As I glanced around the table I realized I had the only pea from what I could tell. Knowing that my grandmother always put the leftovers into the soup, I started to backtrack in time as to when we might have had peas that could have gone into the soup. According to my calculations it had been at least 2 maybe 3 weeks ago that we ate peas.(well that they ate, I didn't.) So, this lonely shrivelled pea had been floating around in the pot for 3 weeks? Needless to say, I never ate the soup again unless it was a fresh pot that was the potatoe and onion. But even then I was always suspicious. Haha, kids have incredible minds and imaginations. Sad, knowing now that was probably the best soup I ever ate. But my turkey soup is pretty darn good too! It is canned and sealed, and it will all be gone in a few days. Like yesterday's soup. Ohhh and yes, there are lots of peas in it!
