In my new novel, What’s Left, her father teams up as the photographer when her uncle Barney, the top cook at the family restaurant, tries his hand at writing a cookbook. Well, a whole series, I suppose.
Their first volume is all soups, inspired by the grandmothers’ daily special bowls and wild chili concoctions – the ones he’s advanced.
I never get around to titling the book when I mention the project.
Now it’s your turn to get creative. What would you call a cookbook about soups?
Cassia’s roots included inspiration like this.