This is not a soup that will impress Instagram influencers. It’s homely, drab in color, and won’t win any beauty contests. But take one spoonful on a rainy Tuesday, and you’ll forgive its ugly duckling appearance.
My confession? I’ve made it three times this month. Once because I was sick, once because I was lazy, and once just to hug a bowl. That last one was the best. The soup doesn’t judge—it just warms you from the inside out.
So go ahead, grab a leek, and channel your inner Mary. And if you accidentally add too much pepper, just call it “rustic charm.” She’d probably wink and say, “Well done, darling.”
