Once upon a time, my mother had a friend and me make vegetable beef soup (from scratch) for the soup kitchen. The regulars came, and so did a few more. And a few more. And then a few more ...
Another crowd came in, and my mother was panicked. As she scooped up what she thought was only two more bowls, she prayed fervently. She filled many more bowls, and the people stopped coming.
When she was cleaning up, she still had a few quarts of soup to freeze. Remember the loaves and the fish!
Another crowd came in, and my mother was panicked. As she scooped up what she thought was only two more bowls, she prayed fervently. She filled many more bowls, and the people stopped coming.
When she was cleaning up, she still had a few quarts of soup to freeze. Remember the loaves and the fish!