I’m rushing the season, I know. Soup has been on my mind for several weeks, and today I followed through on it. The house is cool, so it felt like it should be a soup night. Last year, or perhaps it was two years ago, Dear Husband took me to dinner at Maggiano’s in the Fall and I had Sausage and Orzo soup. I found one of those knock-off recipes and gave it a try.
The soup has celery, onion, carrots and garlic, diced tomatoes with their juice, chicken stock, seasonings, and bite sized chunks of Italian sausage. You boil orzo and put some in your soup bowl, and then ladle the soup over it. Dear Husband baked garlic bread, and offered me some watermelon to round out the meal. I think I might be able to wait for Fall, now that I’ve assuaged my soup cravings.