Today I went south to visit my dear friend Joan, all the
way over the Indian River Inlet and way down state to Ocean View, 25 whole miles away. Amazingly it’s not near as far to go in the winter
as it is in the summer but that might have something to do with summer
traffic.
Anyway I walked in to find her standing at the stove stirring
the starts of something that smelled oh so delicious. She claimed she was making my Beef Barley Soup but
it smelled so much yummier than mine ever smelled, she must have a magic
touch.
I
really had a hard time leaving, I wanted to stay… for more fun chatting with
Joan. There is something special about
her, soup for the soul and I’m not talking about what was on the stove either!
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