I spent the morning chopping, stirring, kneading and baking. The afternoon was spent dusting and straightening with a lot more stirring here and there. It was all in preparation for our first Soup Night of the winter.

Soup Night is a fun tradition in our house. I snagged the idea from a former acquaintance, and we have expanded it to create our own event. We try to do it once a month in the fall, winter and early spring months. I make a two or three large pots of soup and oodles of bread. We invite a variety of friends and acquaintances to join us anytime during the evening. It is like a resurrection of the old fashioned "at home" hours. We let people know that we are at home and our house is open to anyone for as long or as little as they want to stay. Most people bring a dish to share; there is always plenty to eat. It is an evening of companionship during the winter hibernation.

My house smelled of bread, pledge and soup. Conversation hummed, children shrieked, jazz played in the background and poker chips slid across the dining room table. In addition to a traditional beef stew, I experimented with two new soups (Roasted Potato Bisque with Leeks and Sage [to which I added sauteed fennel] and Roasted Tomato and Basil Cream Soup) which both so good that they will have a spot in my permanent recipe book.

I really enjoy entertaining. Opening my house up and helping others feel at comfortable and connected makes me feel good inside. I am already looking forward to the next Soup Night.