today i made chicken soup for the jewish holidays and i thought of my bubbe---probably one of the most fun people ever. i spent countless summers with her in a shack on savannah beach and she use to come stay with us in cincinnati when my parents went on vacation. she would get off the plane wearing her apron and of course there would always be chocolate turtles in her pockets. there was always something cooking and baking in her kitchen. always. but she never let that get in the way of going out for lunch, playing cards or gossiping with her best friend, ruthie.

if my soup comes out good, i'll know who to thank.