The following is my mom’s recipe, and she would make it especially for my dad. My dad loved soup, and every day he would have a very large bowl of it. Every week would bring a different soup, depending on the season, but bean soup was one of his favorites in any season.
I can see him now, heating up the soup and cutting up slices of bread to add to the bottom of the bowl. Then he would pour the soup and let some of the bread soak up the soup. He would add a small splash of wine into the soup before he began to eat it. As you might guess, I would sometimes have him make me a small bowl in the exact same way and then we would eat together.
