“Don’t call it gazpacho.““Why not? It looks like gazpacho, but with some zucchini.““It’s my soup. I made it up. It’s not gazpacho. Don’t call it gazpacho.““Okay dad, whatever you say.” So instead, my brother Eddie has named it “The Farmer’s Market in a Soup”. Given that dad brought home every ingredient except the seasonings and broth from our local farmers market, the name makes sense. It is a wonderfully cool, fresh soup for a hot summer day. Just don’t call it gazpacho.
