<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Soup on Tony's Cookbook</title><link>https://tonyscookbook.com/tags/soup/</link><description>Recent content in Soup on Tony's Cookbook</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2026 10:15:00 +0200</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://tonyscookbook.com/tags/soup/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Really stupid simple borscht</title><link>https://tonyscookbook.com/posts/really-stupid-simple-borscht/</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2026 10:15:00 +0200</pubDate><guid>https://tonyscookbook.com/posts/really-stupid-simple-borscht/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Before we begin, let’s agree that you will &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; cook a borscht that everyone will like. Arguing about what borscht should be is a part of culture that is deeply rooted in every Ukrainian. Every historical period, region, family, or individual host or hostess has its own recipe. And someone only loves their mother’s borscht, and there’s nothing you can do about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So this recipe will be just between us. Cook it and become a little happier that there is a pot of borscht in your refrigerator. And if you want to share it, then only do it with those you really love.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>