But, holy cow, was it good. It was rich and savory, the perfect starter to dinner on a chilly night. (And far too reach for me to eat an entire meal of it.) A few minutes ago, I was putting away the now-cooled soup, half for the freezer and half for the fridge, when I licked the spoon. I had to have just one more small bowl before closing the kitchen for the night. I also took out a small portion and packaged it for tomorrow's lunch with a good hearty bread.