
There was a choice of 14 soups.


For $5 you got two bowls of soup, fresh bread, and dessert. I tried the Broccoli Cheddar and the Chicken Noodle soups. Those are homemade noodles, folks. If you werent there, you missed out.
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If your library doesnt have a soup fundraiser, perhaps you should suggest one.
As live piano music by a Big Timber pianist filled the air of the downstairs meeting room, I enjoyed chatting with the gals at my table. At first I was just listening and got confused. I heard snippets of bridge scores, book titles, and references to a museum newsletter. I tried putting these together in my mind and came up with an interesting group to join: one that met in the museum to discuss books as they played bridge.
But then it was explained to me that I was in fact hearing three distinct conversations. Oh well. Maybe Ill start a group of my own. Only instead of playing bridge, well eat cookies.
My mind was on cookies because even after two bowls of soup and a couple of pieces of bread, I was eyeing those homemade cookies in the corner.


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