So today at 8:30, I was awoken by the SCREECHING of a fire alarm. Trust me, I will never complain about my regular alarm again. Those things are LOUD. All the girls in my building rushed outside, trying to see if there was another kitchen fire (two weeks ago there was a large stove fire downstairs. That was exciting.) The good news is, there was no fire. The bad news is that now electricians and firemen get to figure out why the alarm went off! I was really grateful for my parents for teaching me fire safety. I rolled out of bed, grabbed some shoes, and got out of there. So thanks Mom and Dad!

Now, in honor of this situation, I thought I’d post a fire-y recipe that is one of my favorites. Shout-out to my mom, whose recipe this is and who makes this soup better than I do! Enjoy!