Today I am grateful for homemade soup. There’s something so comforting about a bowl of soup. Even in warmer weather, I always find soup like the hug of a friend you have not seen in a long while – the kind of thing you didn’t know you needed and that gives you so much joy once it’s there. In my house, there’s always canned soup – for a quick lunch option. From lentil (my favorite) to clam chowder (kid 1’s fave) to udon (kid 2’s fave) to potato cheddar (the husband’s) – there is always something here for everyone. Today I made chicken noodle with udon noodles – everyone enjoyed it which makes me happy since I come from a Latin household and food is the vehicle we use to express our love of others.