As you know, we are having a Fall/Winter Soup Contest. We are making up the rules as we go along.
Gumbo is soup. It is Fall.
I mulled over this all afternoon, and right before we were ready to serve the gumbo, I asked Mr. Big Food what his thoughts were on allowing the obvious winner– because we are so familiar with it, because we have it in other seasons– into the Contest. He disallowed it. Because we have turkey and duck and goose gumbo in all seasons. So Gumbo is not, strictly speaking, a “Fall/Winter” soup, even though it is our tradition to have Turkey Gumbo on Black Friday.
We make these rules up as we eat.
Rocky is due to arrive back at The Farm later this evening. I am perfectly blase (insert squiggly line over “e”) about the whole thing.