A plain bowl of green soup is about as exciting as a cardboard cubicle, hence the decorative olive oil drizzle (ooo, pretty!) and sprinkle of crispy pancetta bits on top. (And, oh man I can't believe I'm doing this) but my ability to present and photograph a bowl of green soup has come a long way. Scary. At the same time, proof as to just how far I've come in 8 years (hint: a LONG way). Something about the way a drizzle of olive oil (or even lemon olive oil, if you so desire) floats transparently on top of a bowl of creamy soup like a culinary Jackson Pollock makes my heart happy. Even if the soup itself is, well, just soup (I've never been much of a soup person, can you blame me?) But this one is surprising, even for me, with a fresh hit of spinach and fruity pear and a surprising creaminess for a soup that has no cream whatsoever (although I do admit to finishing it with a heaping spoonful of mascarpone cheese, do you blame me?) Despite its grinchy green color, this soup has a heart

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