SOUP

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We are having soup for dinner. We have to; it is one of the meals our meal kit service sent us. But as far as I am concerned, soup is completely inappropriate as a main dish.

Soup is mostly liquid. Since when is a bowl of liquid filling? No matter that this particular soup has chickpeas floating in it, along with some carrot slices, greens, and herbs and spices. Oh, and is garnished with grated cheese. It is still a bowl of liquid. Right. They sent along a tiny baguette. Instructions are to cut it in half, put some garlic, rosemary, and olive oil on it, and toast in the oven. Now we are up to a bowl of liquid with one tiny piece of toast per person.

I frown upon people who can demurely sip at a bowl of hot liquid, then put their spoons down, pat their lips with a napkin, and call it a meal. I am willing to bet that these people go downstairs at around ten p.m. and make themselves a bologna sandwich. Or worse, they have the soup and seize up with hunger pangs at about midnight, and then have to go downstairs for cheese and crackers, sleep ruined for the rest of the night.

Maybe the soup diners expect something afterwards, like a big piece of pie. That makes sense, but around here, sugar is off limits to me, so there will be no pie. My husband can eat pie, however. He doesn’t get any pie, but I have noticed him looking around the kitchen longingly after certain particularly meager meals, like soup.

But wait. Pizza counts as pie. Done.

 

NOTE: I HAVE HAD TO REMOVE COMMENTS FROM THE BLOG TEMPORARILY DUE TO A HECK OF A LOT OF SPAMMERS. I HOPE THAT TEACHES THEM A LESSON!

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