Ah, spring in Toronto. One minute it’s all birds chirping in the trees and clusters of crocuses peeping out of my front beds, and the next it’s freezing rain and ice pellets falling from the sky all freaking day long.
As much as I love having four seasons, I’m not sure I particularly like experiencing all of them in the space of a week.
Weather like this calls for some serious soup therapy – a piping hot bowl to counteract the miserable wet cold and ice pellets tap-tap-tapping against the front door like an unwelcome guest.Continue Reading