A recent post over at Small Town Rambling got me thinking of something I've wanted to do for a while now, but have never gotten around to instituting: namely, soup night. I read about this a while back in a magazine -- either Sunset or Cooking Light, I honestly can't remember which -- and thought it was a great idea. You pick a day, once a month or fortnight depending on how ambitious you are, then invite friends and neighbors to drop by on that day for soup. Then you make one or two generous pots of soup and provide bowls and utensils; others might choose to bring bread or drinks. Basically it's a chance to sit around, gab, enjoy the soup of the day and (around here) get out of the rain -- and dinner's taken care of for the night.
Many of the soup recipes I have taste better if they're made a day ahead of time, either partially or completely, so there wouldn't be much need for last-minute prep work where I run around the kitchen like the proverbial chicken with its head cut off. If I have only one thing to worry about -- OK, at most, two things -- I'm not as likely to engage in wanton comestible destruction as I wander away from the stove burner AGAIN.