I've noticed that I blog a lot about food recently. I guess its probably because theres no one around and no action about when I'm writing my blog this late into the night. Its just me and... the ice cream (yes, I eat ice cream late at night) or my bowl of soup that I am eating, so food has become an important muse for my blog posts.
Anyways, because of the cooling weather (or maybe just my stomach's wishes), I've developed a craving for warm soup in the past few days. It is also one of the easiest thing that I could prepare: just dump a few spoonfuls and put it in the microwave, set a time of 40 seconds, and in no time, you get a bowl of wonderfully warm soup. I've been slowly depleting the supply of soup and today, my mother finally noticed. She was opening the fridge to get us soup for dinner when she exclaimed, "Where did all the soup go?" She began to blamed my father for the disappearance of the soup and started to complain about how he is eating to much when I told her who the the true soup thief was... me. Not only did she stopped grumbling about my father, she even prepared more soup for me tonight!
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