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Some of my earliest memories are of my family visits with my Grandparents. I remember vividly their cozy house, the warm and inviting living room in which we watched game shows, the comfort of their hugs. These visits, especially in the winter, were sometimes accented by the flavor of my Nana's chicken noodle soup. I'm not sure how she made it, though I think she cooked the broth from scratch, but it was delicious. The final product consisted of tasty broth and tiny square noodles and I called it "Nana's Square Soup".

Years later, Chicken noodle soup is still one of my favorite concoctions. My Mom makes it from scratch, boiling the chicken and celery and carrots and whatnot in a large pot and filling the entire house with the aroma of hot, tasty soup. She doesn't make it with square noodles, in fact I don't think I've had soup with Square noodles since my Nana used to make it for me, but it still fills me up with happy memories.