I warmed the soup up on the stove and we slowly slurped it, wrapped up in blankets with Kleenex close to hand. the broth was rich and silky,with the deep savoriness that comes from ham bone and long simmering,and it was packed full with creamy,nourishing deans. We ate that soup,bite after bite, and felt a rather magical glow. It and restored us to a better place
in life-and I had to have the recipe.