Rutabaga & Pear Soup

I've been going to the post office more often lately, which is a sign that it's the holidays. Every November, I start receiving packages from my family in California for my birthday. They trail from the beginning to end of the month, based on when people have time to put things in the mail. Today, I had my pink package slip and license in-hand and as I passed it over to the guy at the window, he...