I like soup; it's good for the soul on occasion. Actually it's strangely relevant: this evening I almost cooked up some soup. Weird, huh? These coincidences are freaking me out I tell you, mang.
Whenever I'm round my grandparents house, it's always soup for lunch, made from the leftovers of whatever we ate yesterday, along with assorted vegetables. It can be a harrowing, if delicious, eating experience.
This is true. The increase of food is vital-- it makes up for extended members of the family who never learned to get on with the rest of the family (let alone society as a whole).
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