The day I received the email with “Oma’s soup” was a very
big turning point in my marriage.
You see, Oma’s soup was not just a regular zucchini soup, it
was a recipe that was full of nostalgia for my husband. When he was young, his parents
and 6 siblings would often travel the 1 hour trip from Monsey to Borough Parkto
visit Oma and her husband. Oma would generally prepare a big pot of her special
soup for the family, and my husband in particular, would look forward to having
a bowl of soup each visit.
I remember calling him and saying, “She sent the recipe.” He
was shocked. I think he thought that she would refuse to send it. “Don’t share
it with anyone!”, he said. He was serious. It’s funny. We felt that we had won
the lottery. We had gotten the secret recipe to “the soup”.
The first time I made it I, unfortunately, had added too
much pepper and the soup was unmendable! The second time though was a success.
We blissfully ate our soup for dinner, savoring each spoonful.
Everything is way more fun when it’s a secret, but
fortunately for you, I stink at secret keeping. First I told a sister in-law,
them my mother in-law, and then some guests who insisted on the recipe. Those
guests told me that they shared it with their guests and now, dear friends, the
secret is no more!
