Cold + Cloudy + Wet = Soup day

It’s grey. It’s gloomy. And it’s Monday. This day needs a little comfort. So I start flipping through my mental Rolodex … where can a girl go to get her hands on some hot, steamy soup – like, now?

A few spots popped into my head right away:
Conley’s Place in the Valley (served with a damn tasty slab of Fred Flinstone-proportioned cornbread)
Maggie’s South Hill Grill (made fresh, in-house, every day)
Madeleine’s in the heart of Downtown (blissful Tomato Basil Bisque, every day)

OK, that’s three. I’ve had ‘em all (no, not all today), and every single spoonful was divine. Now what?

These drearies plan to hang around awhile and I’d really love to add another favorite place or two to my drizzly-day pick-me-up list … whattaya got?