Shortly before christmas my neighbor made me a soup before she left.
Microsoft bing called it "bigos"
It was a broth, I'm going to go out on a limb and guess "pork"
Pork slices that were the size of a deck of cards
potatoes
tomatoes
sour kraut
carroway seeds.
I always whine about not having any idea what to make for dinner, wanting to climb out of a rut, and my neighbor has me beat.
Some of the pork was a bit pinker than I'd like, so I baked it in my convection oven. This made it fall apart. Which was AMAZING.
My mistake was a bright outcome.
I liked that hunter's soup. Mom doesn't eat pork.