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I love soups, but that love for them mostly developed in the past decade or so. As a kid I was fine with whatever Campbell's soups we had (I don't think my mother ever made a soup, herself, in her life), my favorites being Cream of Chicken, Tomato, and just one or two others. That was what we knew as soup.
In my interim years of going to school, living in L.A., and such, I rarely paid attention to soups. The epiphany happened when a friend made her Albondigas (Mexican meatball) soup that was out of this world simple (probably deceptively simple) and delicious. That opened my eyes to what could be done in a pot in the kitchen. I now appreciate that there are so many types of soup possible that it's a crime we all don't make some now and then as a routine. Of course I know a few of you do.