Another first Sunday of the month has come and gone, and so that means another Soup Night gets checked off the calendar.
But of course you must know that it wasn't just any soup night.
It was the soup night of all soup nights. It was the night that our beloved Seahawks played in the Super Bowl, and I got to revel in food pun heaven by hosting a Souper Bowl party.
I admit, I was nervous. If the game didn't go our way then the whole thing could have been a bust because some of our Family Farm fans are hardcore enough that a game played in deficit--or worse yet, a game where we lost--would have resulted in some serious party fouls.
Believe me, I had back-up foods to help bolster the mood if needed. When in doubt, go for the sugar high to help out. Fortunately, I didn't need to go that route, and so was able to bask in party happiness and fix food to my heart's content. I've figured out that a Super Bowl party may be party nirvana for me. I get to make food that people will happily eat; I do not have to worry about not socializing enough because the entertainment is already provided; I don't have to think about taking pictures of children blowing out candles; and I can be part of a community event without investing much personal emotion because I don't really watch the game.
I could write plenty about my complicated relationship with watching sporting events, but I'd rather talk about the food. It's far less complicated.
Although I always serve two soups for Soup Night, I decided just to go with one big pot of soup and call it good. I figured there would be lots of other food, and sometimes it's better to keep the choices simple when you have a whole huge buffet of food choices.
Avgolemono Soup, a yummy lemony chicken vegetable soup that I'd never made before, but will certainly make again. (This is a pretty close replica of the recipe I used.)
Once again, I relied on a recipe from The Fresh 20. The soup showed up with last week's menu, and I figured I'd just use it on Sunday instead of having soup twice in one week. Also, you can't go wrong with chicken vegetable soup when everybody has been stuffing themselves with chips and cheese dip.
Other foods that I helped contribute to the party...
spicy salmon cucumber bites (delicious!),
and Texas fudge (thanks Uncle Bud and Aunt Janet for the delicious recipe!).
Of course, there was plenty of other food too--shrimp platters, veggie trays, pineapple spears, birthday cake--so rest assured no one went hungry.
Although I'm sure most of the country was sorely disappointed in the game--either because they wanted the Broncos to win or because they wanted a more competitive game--here on the Family Farm we couldn't have been happier (well, both my mom and my aunt would have probably preferred that the Broncos not score at all, while I felt sorry for poor Peyton and the poor showing his team made). But really, the only way the party could have been better was if my sister had been there. But sister Andrea celebrated the win at a party in Glasgow, Scotland, and we had to settle for texting back and forth during the game.
A longtime Seahawks fan, she finally got the game she had waited a long time for. She called me the next day, the previous night's exuberance still fresh in her voice, and told me she was walking around the streets of Glasgow wondering why everyone wasn't as happy as she was.
"This is what it feels like to be the winner," she told me gleefully. "For once, I get to experience that."
Good job Seahawks fans. You got your win.
And I got my Souper Bowl night.