Showing posts with label soup pocket. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soup pocket. Show all posts

Friday, 16 September 2011

The soup magicians

They turn this small round inanimate off-gold object into a steaming cup of, not to put a too finer point on it but, joy. David Blane, never mind locking yourself in a box for a long time, make soup appear in my desk drawer and you may then have my respect.

Whilst struggling back to my workplace with the essential (clinking) Friday supplies and I was thinking I should develop some kind of soup pocket™. This would to free up another hand to open doors, wave at strangers and generally be available to stop my self from falling. Somehow, I think this may be a pipedream.

To the soup! Tastes chocolaty almost. I can smell the pepper... Gebus, there's lots of pepper in it. Marvelous. Maybe they are responding to my calls for some kick?

Dipping choice for today: Sea Salt and West country vinegar by Stresscos Finest
Hand cooked crisps.