Growing up I was a picky eater. Today, I'm somewhat of a picky eater. I'll complain, but I'll still eat whatever is being served. One of the things I don't care for is soups and stews.
I know we're getting into the "soup and stew" season with the weather getting colder and all. The only "stew" I really enjoy eating is chili. Otherwise, I am not totally thrilled with the pursuit of eating soup. Not even my mother knows about my lack of excitement of soup, although one time she made a "hobo stew". And yes, it did live up to the name. It was whatever was in a trash can thrown into a pot. And I felt it would've tasted better in the trash can.
So why do I dislike soup so much? Studies show that 60 cans of Campbells soup are sold every second. So shouldn't I enjoy soup? I'm the type of guy that enjoys each dish, each side, in its entirety. I'm not one to have a spoonful of yams, a spoonful of peas, then back to the yams. I eat and finish the yams, then eat and finish the peas. Why mix it all in a pot and add water? Also, I feel stews are a sign of laziness. "Hey I don't have time to make a home cooked meal so I'll throw everything in this pot and call that dinner!!" Why not add milk to it so we don't have to waste time drinking too?
But like I said earlier, I complain, but I'll eat it. Just don't expect to be served soup or stew when I'm cooking you dinner!
That's it for me!
Bobby P.
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