Soup Du Jar

I grew up in a family that set goals. My parents had their own personal goals, as well as those they wanted to reach together. It was a process we went through as a family. We had two categories: short term and long term. We weren’t required to share them, but we had to write them down to monumentalize, thus giving us the ability to visualize and make the necessary changes. I’ve tried to continue the tradition with my own family. I hate to say it but it hasn’t worked. They moan and laugh at my yearly request. I know...

A native of the Pacific Northwest, I grew up watching my mom pull together soups from leftover meals.  I never realized at the time that other people relied on recipes rather than taste—my mom’s palate was her “measuring spoon” and she used whatever she had at her disposal to push back the Seattle mist with filling and warm comfort food. As an adult living in Southern California with a family of my own, I continued to cook that way, feeding my creativity as well as my family.  SDJ has been a fun journey that started with making soup for my...