My mum used to make my sisters and I butternut squash soup when we were younger. I loved coming home from school as a teenager, warming up a lovely nourishing bowl of this soup and taking it upstairs with me. It was my moment to sit and unwind before I dived into homework, went to dance class or to piano lessons. It was comforting, like a bowl of love.
That’s exactly what I needed today.
What about you?