Not stone soup, but bone soup. Growing up, my mom used to make ox tail soup. In the winter, the pot would sit on the stove for hours. If it was warmer out, then usually that pot was sitting outside on the deck on a portable burner simmering away.
Back then there was no paleo diet and we were still in the process of shaking off the cold war era, so ox tail soup wasn’t exactly fashionable, it was downright ethnic. Even today, I imagine it’s harder to find ox tail in a conventional grocery store. I don’t actually know since it’s been a long time since I have done any real shopping at one.
In any case, I have fond memories of ox tail soup and the milky soup that comes from boiling bones for a long time. I remember being told that the soup was good for you, but I didn’t really give that a whole lot of thought until I started paying closer attention to how and what I was eating.
We’ve had a couple of crazy days of weather. It was 80 degree two days ago and today it snowed. Somehow bone soup seemed appropriate and well, I wanted to make sure that I don’t waste anything in my fridge. I doubt I’ll have a hankering for bone soup once the weather warms up properly, but crazy weather and the onset of allergies has me thinking bone soup is a good idea.
*Photos to come when I have a moment where I actually want to tinker with uploading them. I know, I should embrace the cloud technology more, but I’m hesitant to make any changes to my computer at the moment.*