Growing up in Maine, the smell of split pea soup simmering was always tell tale sign that the chill of changing seasons was officially upon us and winter was about to settle in for the long haul.
A good tomato soup has always been a go to for me, both at home and in a professional capacity. Growing up tomato soup was sort of a comfort food item, a cold day offering, or as an easily prepared dish to serve when life was too busy for cooking, usually from a can… add water and serve.
Most of us look at carrot ends/peelings, celery pieces, onion tops or the first slice of a tomato as a scrap suitable for the garbage. I however, call them the building blocks of flavor, and when treated properly and managed effectively can save you money.