Although my married name has put me in cognito,
I am from 100%
Growing up Sundays always meant
going to church twice,
baked goodies and coffee right after morning service,
and soup and buns for a mid-afternoon lunch.
Mom always made the soup Saturday night
in an effort to keep Sunday as a day of rest -
as much as possible anyway.
When I moved so far away that I couldn't come over for Mom's Sunday soup anymore,
my sister wrote her version of Sunday Soup out
for me. I've been making it ever since.
It works for late Saturday night suppers too :)