Garlic Soup

If you’re anything like me, you can never remember what you have (or don’t have) in the kitchen. And for that reason, I never think I have garlic. I always, always have garlic… yet I NEVER think I have garlic. I literally walk home every night after work and say to myself: “I should probably pick up garlic.” And so then I buy the garlic, come home, and see that I have a CRAPLOAD of garlic. Gets me every time. My plan on this snowy Saturday morning was to USE UP that crapload by making a wintry garlic soup. That way, next week when I’ve stepped off the train after work, I can honestly say to myself: “Sylvie, you need to buy garlic.” (And it will be true!)