Soup is healing. This is not new information.
Caroline’s journey to becoming a soup lady was a process of being a lot of other things first: a maker of food, a writer of books, a storyteller, a mother, a dreamer, an artist, a gatherer of friends in need of a good party and a good meal. When she became a cancer patient in 2017, the soup that was left on her porch by strangers when she was recovering from brain surgery worked some kind of magic on her, altered her DNA like any good superhero origin story. It flowed through her veins and took over her mind, wielding the powers of her past to make curious soups all her own. She started to leave it on friends’ porches, and it was then that Caroline noticed that her soup mania was contagious, with side effects to include not only the healing she had experienced herself, but also silliness, joy, and community. This is also the story of how Soup Club came to be.
See what soup madness—classes, soup stands, soup parties—Caroline is up to