In an odd coincidence, every opportunity for soup on my recent trip to the Great Northwest, the only option offered was something with chicken. That's not a huge problem, as I like most chicken-based soups, but it did get a little tired after awhile. Probably the most interesting was the mulligatawny I had at the Brown Point Diner above Puget Sound just northeast of Tacoma. It's a chicken and curry deal, with a slight ginger flavor. I think that traditionally it also includes apples, but this version left that out, though it was still pretty good. I'm worried though that I may be turning into something of a soup snob because when I asked what the soup of the day was, the waiter felt the need to explain to me exactly what mulligatawny is, apparently assuming I did not know. I managed to keep my indignation in check this time, but how soon before I explode at some future unknowing server who presumes to lecture me (me!) about soup? I mean, the very idea! Humph!
2 comments:
Dr. John
You are turning into a cantankerous old curmudgeon,I do believe. Mom
PS. You should have tasted the delicious squash, apple soup that Ben made for our Thanksgiving feast.
Now, that was spectacular. Mom
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