It’s brightish outside, pretty hot, summer temperatures, rather than spring. I spent a lot of yesterday cooking, most peculiarly, a cheddar potato soup my dad and I both thought sounded good, Memorial Day or not.
Soups are one of the things I miss being able to order. It used to be restaurants kept them going on a stove to reduce waste, thus actually making them, but these days most of them come from one of those restaurant supply places that are like Hello Fresh but for restaurants. Sysco Systems, I think, is the big one.
And you never know what additives lurk.
I can’t even do the canned/bottled soups anymore, even the ones without the additives have way, way too much salt, it’s like eating directly from a shaker.
I know that’s not an issue for some people, and I envy that, the ease of not worrying if something you eat is going to make you sick in some way or another.
Although these days, maybe we all should be worrying about that, given the lack of oversight of…everything. Absolutely everything, including big factories with big chemicals that can do big damage.
The endless food recalls.
I don’t know, it’s enough to make you feel flat. Everything is enough to make you feel flat but even the end of that single pocket of normal can do it.
Maybe it’s just me today. I’m definitely flat as a soda left out for days.
See? Even my metaphors are bleh.
Anyway, no dragging anyone down in the whirlpool with me, although if you’re already here, let’s share a floatie and a warm wave hello. On it goes, despite our best efforts, and that’s what we have to figure out how to deal with.
Anyway, that’s it for me this, umm, barely still noon, I hope you have a wonderful, whirlpool-free day.
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