Remember Stone Soup? In the tale, a stranger wanders into town, hungry. Locals slam their doors. So the guy makes soup.
He builds a fire, heaves on a caldron of water and drops in a rock. The curious creep out to watch the odd concoction cook. One adds an onion, another some carrots. Soon everyone is feasting on thick and flavorful soup made from ingenuity and collaboration.
It's the recipe for civilization.
So it's fitting that recently, when Chicago's chefs honored immigrants _ who keep the restaurant industry industrious _ they served "solidarity soup."
After all, where would the townsfolk be if that hungry immigrant hadn't happened by? Alone with a useless onion or carrot, cowering behind locked doors.
