I love to make soup. It's like therapy for me. I make some really good ones too. Potato with ham & bacon, 15 bean, roasted tomato.
A few days ago I made a nice minestrone. Lots of veggies, some beans, pork & pasta. Since my fridge is full (even though we have "nothing to eat" according to my teen boys") I put my pot of soup on the back patio. It was about 35 degrees, so it was great.
Then the cold snap came to town...today it's in the negative degrees without the windchill factor. We also got some drizzly snow. Now my soup sits right outside my sliding glass door, mocking me. It looks like this.
It's frozen in place really, really well & covered over with thick ice. At least it's frozen so I can eat it once I can get it out!