A Cloud of Warm Broth

I rolled as fast as I could straight toward the counter the second that savory aroma hit the air! Resting right next to a cutting board was a tall ceramic mug puffing the gentlest swirl of warm steam into the sunlight. I gave a big bounce onto a folded cloth napkin, leaned my squishy cheek right against the hot ceramic wall, and let the warm soup vapors drift right over my top knot. It felt wonderfully toasty all the way to my filling!