In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Stone soup
So I think my coworkers are concerned that I don't have any money for much food, so they've been giving me stuff. Like, I mentioned that I had bought lentils and that I was going to make lentil soup for the first time. So one brought me a big ham bone with a good bit of ham still on it. Another gave me some dried chestnuts for the soup. Somebody had brought in a vegetable tray at work, so I took what was left over and put all that into the soup...
Sounds like a pretty good soup, farmboy.
It was fuckin' great, if I do say so myself. And you know I'm a lousy cook.
I've had your cooking, farmboy. That's not true.
Well, you know, (laughs) I do these experiments that go awry sometimes, man.
But wait! There's more! Today another coworker gave me, like, half a pound of bacon. And I never buy bacon. I try to not eat much red meat. And I'm trying to not eat much meat, for health reasons and financial reasons.
So I fried up the bacon and threw that in the soup. It is so fuckin' nice that these people are so generous. This is like the world's best soup, man.
I bet it is. Vegetables, ham, chestnuts. It's like that old stone soup story.
Oh yeah! I heard that as a kid. It is like that, you know?
Except mine has bacon.
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