It's no secret we love soup and bread around here—the pairing of the fluid and staple foods, as well as the homegrown social culinary movement, Soup & Bread. This past Wednesday we communed for the end of the season—the Last Soup as it's come to be known—with the holy trinity, which now includes a traditional rite of pies.
I have to admit that while I was en route, I texted my friend Mike Sula to ask if he could please save me a taste of his soup because I knew it would go fast, and in fact it did. Mike shows-and-tells the making-of his "burgoo of adorable woodland creatures" here
at the Reader
But more than we love soup, bread, and even pie, we adore Martha. What she's created is far more than a modestly self-described "free weekly soup dinner
." What she's created is priceless.