If there's one thing that I love about fall, it's soup. I love eating it. I love making it. I love the way it entices my kids to eat vegetables that would otherwise sit lonely and unloved on their plate. Soup melds flavors. Soup offers comfort. Soup warms the soul. I was first introduced to Italian Wedding Soup when a southern neighbor brought over a pot of it shortly after the birth of my third child. Strangely, she wasn't Italian and no one was getting married. The name, it turns out, is a mistranslation of the Italian phrase, " si sposono bene" , meaning that two things are well married. The marriage of the greens and meat in clear broth is such a delightful combination that it was widely described as si sposono bene . There are hundreds of variations on the recipe, but the soup usually contains greens such as spinach, escarole or broccoli rabe, meatballs, and tiny pasta in a chicken broth. Here's my take with turkey meatballs (for...