Good Ships Go Out To Sea And Bring Good Soups Back Home To Me

So ever since I got back from Seattle, I had been jonesing for some chicken soup – not anything from a can either – I wanted the real thing – with Matzoh balls, if at all possible. After several attempts to get to Noshville – we finally hit it on Sunday.

Noshville, for those of you not intimately familiar with the Nashville deli scene, is the place for Matzoh Brei, Dr. Brown’s, Tuna Melts, Sweet and Sour Cabbage Soup and pickles, pickles, pickles. But it’s also the only restaurant where I’ll get Matzoh ball soup. It’s comparable to Dad’s, and it doesn’t get any better than that.

What is it about soup? I love it. I could eat soup every day. Maybe it’s the salt? Maybe it’s the comfort it inherently brings? Maybe it’s the wholesomeness factor – I d on’t know exactly. Matt doesn’t share my enthusiasm – he likes soup, but to him, it’s part of a meal and not the whole meal.

In other, non-Noshville or soup-related news – I haven’t slept well for two nights in a row now – if I don’t sleep well tonight, I may very well lose my mind.

The family - at least, my side of the family, has committed to Thanksgiving in Nashville – for the 3rd year in a row! I love it – I get a big kick out of hosting. Laura, Tom and Henry are all heading down in the mini-van from KS. Of course, I don’t know how I’ll manage to fit them in the downstairs bedroom, but ingenuity is my middle name. Or it should be. Lola has graciously offered to stay at the vet for the holiday, but in return, I’ll give her a Welcome Home meal –home cooked – to remember. As for Matt’s family, they’ll be more than welcome, and I suspect that the baby might entice them to come, if one of the cousins isn’t also hosting a dinner. I have a little more competition on Matt’s side.

Speaking of parties and planning, our favorite folks from Kokomo, IN – Jenny and Nick, along with their puppy Coconut, are moving back to Indiana. We’re bereft, but we’re going to party later this month and wish them well. I have some serious stywork to get done to make it happen, but I’m glad to do it – because I can only take so much.

I went to have dinner (ribs and apple pie) with my two favorite bachelors last weekend – we watched the opening ceremonies of the Olympics together, and we’ve all decided that half of the places in the parade of countries were made up. In deference to those alleged countries, I won’t say who we suspect. That said – Marie Callender makes an apple pie that is off the chain. Pick one up today!

Unexpected turn of events – I left my jelly alone for a week, and it set without me! The nerve. I’m going to take some to my Dad for inspection, but this may be what goes to competition next month.

Next week, Matt and I celebrate 3 years of marriage – to each other, that is. No idea what our plans are. Dinner at Krystal was the best idea I could muster (crystal being the contemporary gift for 3 years). Suggestions are welcome!

Other than that – nothing new to report. Work continues to keep me busy, Matt and I are enjoying some cooler weather here in Nashville, and that’s pretty well it.

Mmm, mmm, good!