Is your mouth watering yet?
Our seafoodie dinner included:
- Campbell’s Healthy Request New England Clam Chowder
- Bantry Bay Mussels
- Green Giant Immunity Vegetable Mix
This was our first time trying Bantry Bay frozen mussels and they were g-o-o-d!
The veggies were okay. Ryan was a big fan, but I like the Healthy Vision blend of the Green Giant veggies better.
Soup Talk
New England clam chowder (the creamy kind, not the tomato-based chowder) is my absolute favorite soup. Ryan is a broccoli cheese soup lover.
What’s your favorite kind of soup?
Though clam chowder is my fav, I also have a soft spot for my mom’s homemade chicken noodle soup. It’s beyond delicious.
Wanna know just how delicious her homemade chicken noodle soup is? Then come along on this little journey back to the spring of 2003, won’t you?
My family was in the process of moving from Illinois to Florida because my dad was offered an amazing job opportunity. Though my senior year of high school was over, I was still extremely upset about moving away from my friends and high school boyfriend and refused to pack up my room. (Yes, I was a brat.) I sat in my room amid my unpacked belongings and sobbed and sobbed. My mom called me down for breakfast and I refused to eat (Wow, I really am a brat). Several hours later she told me lunch was ready but I refused to come downstairs.
Then my mom honed in on her amazing mother-knowledge and brought up a tray loaded with the day’s lunch. She had made her homemade chicken noodle soup. I’ll never forget the soft knock on my door. “Honey, I thought you might want some soup. I’m just going to leave a little tray out here for you.”
Initially my approach was to remain firm. I would stay in my room pouting and wallowing in my sorrow.
Then the smell hit me. Hoooooly deliciousness. I had to have a bite. I opened my door just a crack to look at the soup and make sure no one was around. I took a slurp. Wow. It was phenomenal. I moved the tray into my room and polished off the bowl of soup before putting the tray back outside my door.
Then I heard it: laughter. Apparently this was quite funny to my family. Apparently my inability to remain strong and resist homemade chicken noodle soup is humorous. I then felt stupid for letting my taste buds get the best of me.
I continued to refuse to pack up my room and so when all of the boxes from our old house were unloaded into our new house, and my sister’s were neatly labeled “desk supplies,” “clothes,” “bathroom supplies,” my boxes were a mess and were simply labeled “Julie’s Junk” by the movers.
It took my sister about a week to unpack everything. It took me the entire summer.
Kelly says
What a good story! I was wondering how you got from Chicago to Florida! Now I know! 🙂
My favorite soup is tomato-bisque with a piece of crusty bread for dipping…ah heaven!
Jessica @ How Sweet It Is says
Great meal! I love mussels. 🙂
Vee says
I love reading stories from the past. It’s a really lovely post, you mum is a star!
Krista says
LOL I would have done the same bratty thing at that age!
peanutbutterfingers says
haha glad i’m not the only one!
Ally says
This came up in the “You might also like” section earlier and I started cracking up when I read this story. I did the same thing you did at that age! My parents moved right after I graduated high school and I stayed in our old house for 2 weeks by myself before leaving for college because I refused to move into the new house. I was a brat, too.