You guys. I made soup.
The other day my friend Dori posted a recipe for chorizo and kale soup on Facebook. I looked at the ingredients and was like, “Yes. Yes. Um, yes. Oh hell yes.”
Tonight when I went to the grocery store, I looked for the meat but couldn’t find it, so I eventually went to the meat guy and asked where he kept his linguiça. (No, I didn’t really ask like that! I learned my lesson about crafting one’s requests of the grocer.) He stopped what he was doing, walked out from the behind the meat counter and down the aisle to show me, so then when I remembered I was actually supposed to be getting chorizo, not linguiça, I was too embarrassed to go back and ask again. Didn’t matter didn’t matter SO DIDN’T MATTER ONE BIT.
Linguiça and kale soup!!
You guys, make it. Make this çoup. I’m pretty sure this çoup is one of the reasons why we’re here on this earth.
That soup is awesome! I didn’t use chorizo either. The grocery store didn’t have it so we used Sicilian sausage. It might have been even better as a result. To make up for the meat being less spicy, I added a pinch of Spanish paprika. The day after I made it Jack said he couldn’t stop thinking about it and asked if he went to the store and picked up the ingredients if I would make it again. It really is magic soup!