Proceed With Caution

If anyone knows me well, you're aware of my 'less than enthusiastic' attitude toward soup. I am not a fan, and will not push the 'LIKE' button - usually. I'm not a total hater of all soups, just the ones that don't taste good, or the ones where ingredients are floating in a bathtub of broth. Many people feel you can turn any ingredient into soup. "Hey, a leftover cheeseburger! That would be good with rice and celery". I just threw up a little as I was writing that. So many soups have ingredients that are hidden or mysterious,... until you put it in your mouth. I don't appreciate the tofu that looks like a noodle, or a chicken part that is diced so you can't distinguish the fact it's a piece of liver. Recently someone was disappointed when they found out the jalapenos were actually okra. I will admit, I do enjoy a hearty, thick soup that could really be eaten with a fork if I so choose. The list is short though. Chili is acceptable, along with beer cheese soup. A friend makes a steak and mushroom that I actually crave. I'll have to sit and ponder this for awhile to come up with others. There's a few I don't mind if I doctor them up before entering my mouth. Sometimes sour cream does the job, or a whole handful of crackers or potato chips to soak up the bath water. If you invite me for a meal, I'm not going to cry about being served soup, but I'm probably going to eat a peanut butter sandwich when I get home, to actually fill my void. I know when times get tough, I may be brought to the reality of broth with a rock in it, but that's where imagination will have to fill in. If I paint tines on my spoon, maybe that will trick my brain. My stomach, I don't know.