The World's Ugliest Soup
I've never had contempt for soup before, I mean really where's the point in that? But he soup I made the other night...sheer contempt. I detest that soup, this despite the fact that it tastes pretty damn good.
After school most days I work in the teaching kitchen, helping out, and helping prepare student meals for dinner. Usually we work with left over foods from production classes, and this invariably means that we get a mish mash of produce and meats that we have to some how combine together. Normally this is no big deal, I mean it's not hard to find a use for 20# of left over steak or chicken, and when all else fails we make soup. This job fell on me the other day, when I was told that I had to make soup with about 15# of left over red cabbage.
"But it's going to be purple" I kept saying, but alas that's what they wanted, so that's what I did. "Why can't we make Borsht?" I asked to anyone who would listen, "Well we have no beets" I was told. OK that's actually a fair answer. So I went and made the soup. This involved cutting up a bunch of carrots, onions and celery, and about 30 heads of cabbage. All the while in the back of my head I was thinking...why am I making purple soup? So after tending to about 30 gallons of soup for a few hours, I then had to blend the soup into a puree. This is when the contempt started. Not only was it a bit of a pain blending all this soup, but it was getting close to 7pm and we still had to cool the soup down, and then package it up, this takes some time, and at this point I just wanted to go home. The contempt was bolstered by the fact that I knew no one would eat this. Who would want to eat a bit bowl of Purple. But I stuck it out, and got to end up tasting pretty good, quite tasty in fact, but still it was a big ass mass of purple, and I have no idea who would eat it. I even ended up labeling the containers "Purple Soup", because who cares what's in it, anyone who saw it just said "Man that's one purple soup". So it's been a few days, and I still haven't dared going into the walk in to see how much of it is actually gone.
After school most days I work in the teaching kitchen, helping out, and helping prepare student meals for dinner. Usually we work with left over foods from production classes, and this invariably means that we get a mish mash of produce and meats that we have to some how combine together. Normally this is no big deal, I mean it's not hard to find a use for 20# of left over steak or chicken, and when all else fails we make soup. This job fell on me the other day, when I was told that I had to make soup with about 15# of left over red cabbage.
"But it's going to be purple" I kept saying, but alas that's what they wanted, so that's what I did. "Why can't we make Borsht?" I asked to anyone who would listen, "Well we have no beets" I was told. OK that's actually a fair answer. So I went and made the soup. This involved cutting up a bunch of carrots, onions and celery, and about 30 heads of cabbage. All the while in the back of my head I was thinking...why am I making purple soup? So after tending to about 30 gallons of soup for a few hours, I then had to blend the soup into a puree. This is when the contempt started. Not only was it a bit of a pain blending all this soup, but it was getting close to 7pm and we still had to cool the soup down, and then package it up, this takes some time, and at this point I just wanted to go home. The contempt was bolstered by the fact that I knew no one would eat this. Who would want to eat a bit bowl of Purple. But I stuck it out, and got to end up tasting pretty good, quite tasty in fact, but still it was a big ass mass of purple, and I have no idea who would eat it. I even ended up labeling the containers "Purple Soup", because who cares what's in it, anyone who saw it just said "Man that's one purple soup". So it's been a few days, and I still haven't dared going into the walk in to see how much of it is actually gone.
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