January is Soup-er!

While visiting my sister in Baltimore, I found my gaze tripped by the following wondrous news:

Oh, my god! No wonder I’ve had so much extra spring in my step lately. Soup is my favorite. I could eat soup for breakfast, lunch, lunner, dinner and at the movies. The Matzoh Ball variety is at the top of my list.

I was so moved by the news that I got in a tiff with my 8 year-old niece, Olivia, who swears by her unbridled passion for soup. “I love soup,” said Bird, “Way more than you. I love Chicken n Stars.”

“That is not real soup,” I said, “But it is good for you, so word.” It wasn’t really a fight, but it was passionate. Also, her mom told me she’s had soup for lunch 487 times out of 530 tries during her short academic career, so double word for consistency.

Anyway, in honor of National Soup Month, I would like to resurrect an old favorite:

Nice.

So the most appropriate thing to do over the next week is to eat a lot of potato-based soups, like Potato Leek or a nice Vichyssoise (though, when it’s cold enough outside to freeze your tits together, a cold soup is probably a “bad idea”). So let it rain, and clear it out, and three cheers for liquid dinners of all kinds.