Snow in SE Virginia where I grew up was a maybe 1 to 2 times a winter event. Accumulations in amounts over 6' were rare. Still even if we just got a dusting, we could be sure that a large pot of beef vegetable soup would be cooking on the stove top. Our garden would supply canned or frozen vegetables to go with the fresh beef. You could find everything from corn, potatoes, and onions to green beans, okra, and cabbage and more. The smell would fill the house and sneaking samples from the pot was a must. As a formal meal, for me, saltine crackers with a bowl or 2 was enough. My Dad might fix a sandwich to accompany his soup or he'd call for sharp cheese to slice up. To this day I still enjoy soup, but none will ever surpass our Snow Day Soup.
Originally Posted by: Smokey