My love for French Watercress Soup began with this recipe, which I found going through what was left behind in the mountain house we bought in 2020. It was tucked between pages in bulging manilla file folders of expertly organized receipts, photographs and correspondence, so well ordered as to walk you through the fascinating story of how the original owner, Beverly, brought this house into being in the early 1980s.
I lost hours reading letters between Beverly, her architect and her general contractor before stumbling upon her card for French Watercress Soup while sifting through pictures of the construction process and snapshots of Beverly. Perhaps I was primed and ready for a serendipitous discovery after spending so much time immersed in the history of the place and in learning about this woman who had created it all.
