"Um, it's very good," Wendy said and nodded her head. Wendy had not said that to humor Winnie. It was indeed rather tasty. She had not expected Winnie to be much of a cook.
"This soup was my husband's favorite. I often made this for him. I even hired professional chefs to teach me how to prepare this soup," Winnie declared proudly.
"I can make so many different types of soups. I can make soup for a whole month and I won't use the same recipe twice. As long as you like it, Yonina, I can make soup for you every day."
All of a sudden, Winnie frowned as if she had suddenly thought of something.
"Speaking of which, where is my husband?" Winnie asked. "I'll go get him to drink some of this soup. He likes it too."
