
My kids and I started Toronto Soup Co. in 2017 because we love making soup.
I have been a passionate soup maker as long as I can remember (following in the footsteps of my mom and grandmothers) and have always shared my soups with friends and family, and anyone near and dear who could use a bowl of love.
I launched the project, with the encouragement of my kids, then just five and seven, because of our feelings of helplessness surrounding homeless and disadvantaged folks who are outside in the dead of winter, including one of our very own extended family members. Every time we drove by one intersection in particular, my kids and I felt overwhelmed and sad. So instead of just feeling terrible, we decided to do something.
We would bring them soup.
With enthusiasm and determination, that winter afternoon, my kids and I took to the kitchen, making the same soup we’d always made for loved ones. But this time we delivered the hot and hearty soup to people in our neighbourhood who stood out there in the blistering cold, asking for help. It was an easily achieved small act of empathy.
Our hope is that this one small act of empathy will lead to another and another.
It was my then seven-year-old's idea to take this project one step further.
“What if we sell our soup to people who can afford it and make some money so that we can make even more soup and give it even more hungry people?”
It sounded like a pretty good idea. And now here we are ... seven years later.
Know that when you buy soup from us you are contributing to our mini Empathy Enterprise. We call it "Soupempathy."
We remain committed to serving as many people as we can who are outside on the streets of our beloved city of Toronto. We won’t know their stories, but will know that they ate a warm bowl of soup that day. And that, in turn, fills us up.
We acknowledge there are many amazing organizations that serve the homeless community in our city on a much larger scale. We take our inspiration from them. We recognize what we are doing is a drop in the bucket by comparison.
But, eventually, enough drops lead to overflowing buckets.
So here we are.
Warm wishes from my kitchen,
Sara
I have been a passionate soup maker as long as I can remember (following in the footsteps of my mom and grandmothers) and have always shared my soups with friends and family, and anyone near and dear who could use a bowl of love.
I launched the project, with the encouragement of my kids, then just five and seven, because of our feelings of helplessness surrounding homeless and disadvantaged folks who are outside in the dead of winter, including one of our very own extended family members. Every time we drove by one intersection in particular, my kids and I felt overwhelmed and sad. So instead of just feeling terrible, we decided to do something.
We would bring them soup.
With enthusiasm and determination, that winter afternoon, my kids and I took to the kitchen, making the same soup we’d always made for loved ones. But this time we delivered the hot and hearty soup to people in our neighbourhood who stood out there in the blistering cold, asking for help. It was an easily achieved small act of empathy.
Our hope is that this one small act of empathy will lead to another and another.
It was my then seven-year-old's idea to take this project one step further.
“What if we sell our soup to people who can afford it and make some money so that we can make even more soup and give it even more hungry people?”
It sounded like a pretty good idea. And now here we are ... seven years later.
Know that when you buy soup from us you are contributing to our mini Empathy Enterprise. We call it "Soupempathy."
We remain committed to serving as many people as we can who are outside on the streets of our beloved city of Toronto. We won’t know their stories, but will know that they ate a warm bowl of soup that day. And that, in turn, fills us up.
We acknowledge there are many amazing organizations that serve the homeless community in our city on a much larger scale. We take our inspiration from them. We recognize what we are doing is a drop in the bucket by comparison.
But, eventually, enough drops lead to overflowing buckets.
So here we are.
Warm wishes from my kitchen,
Sara