Soup Diary 101218

My first night back in Tonawanda, my Mom made a big pot of cauliflower soup for my homecoming, and it was yummy. Now its possible that I am conflating the happiness of being home with the quality of the soup-- but I don't think so. It stands on its own merits. I've heard that a new vendor has taken over the food service at Fables Cafe at the downtown library, so I'm a bit apprehensive about finding the high quality of soup offerings I've grown used to on past visits. But as long as Mom is still willing to put the kettle on, so to speak, I know I'll always have one great source to satisfy my soup cravings whenever I'm in Western New York.