Chiles, ancho peppers, cumin and hominy simmer into a broth so authentic, you'll think you're south of the border, or at least at your favorite Mexican joint.
Literally, SIX freakin' cans!! (It has been brought to my attention that there are only FIVE freakin' cans. Ooops, sorry. Usually I don't have a problem counting to five, but there you go. Enjoy the recipe anyway!)
A Southwestern cousin of mom's chicken soup, this one has a little more kick with a crispy topping. And, like its best-loved relative, it'll make you feel good all over.