According to my Mom, kale is best enjoyed after the first frost. Apparently it makes it less bitter and less tough and therefore more enjoyable. Personally, I am a fan of a bitter green so I am not so fussed about that but once I have a garden I will definitely test out her theory. Take it or leave it as you wish. At any rate kale is a household favourite around here for more reasons than one. Every time I eat it I think of little mini scrub brushes cleaning out my insides. Almost like pine needles laying a base on the forest floor, setting a solid foundation of goodness in my body. That might be a stretch for you but it’s how I feel. I think of it as a healthy food more than an enjoyable food. I eat it because I know it is good for me and in turn I enjoy it because of that very reason. I hope that makes sense.

This soup takes me back to my days at Quanto Basta. I ran the restaurant for 8 years and the place was literally my second home. I definitely spent more time there than anywhere else. I have written here about what I learned from that restaurant and the people that worked in those walls but one lady always stands out and her name was Maria. Maria cooked all of the desserts, sugo, soups and homemade pastas. Her greatest passion was/is feeding people and I think one of her biggest frustrations with me was when I took on a vegan diet. She could not understand why I would do such a thing and tried to get me to eat all sorts of things. When I would reject them it was like I was rejecting her first born. You just don’t reject Maria’s food. Thankfully there were still a few things I could eat of hers. Rapini in chilis and most of her soups. Yes, I learned a few things from Nonna Maria.