(Perhaps that title would be better suited for my "Beans Beans, the Magical Fruit" post) What is it with taking pictures of soup? Why does the suckage always seem to happen? I could have this fantastic, warm and filling soup and the photos would do it no justice. Either the top collects the soup's oil (which is a very, very scrumptious predicament indeed), the color doesn't translate to the digital symphony that is created by my superior point and shoot taking skills (Dear Photoshop: I Am Your Slave), or the fact that it's this body of liquid messes with my ability to "capture its texture". WOE IS ME. TO A POINT. Because I just made soup, you know? It's one of the best things to drown my sorrows in. But don't take that literally. Not yet, at least. Just you wait! No, don't! Turn around! Made you look! Touch your finger to your nose! I don't have one! Where's the ballerina? Quick, to the islands! I'm afraid this will be a recurring theme. My insanity uncovers its slimey self once the semester begins to come to an end. And you're stuck reading about it! In order to aid me in my quest for non-insanity, I ask you to answer the following question:
Chow, Lucia
PS IF THIS POST DIDN'T MAKE SENSE, YOU WON THE QUESTION.
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