I’m predicting a 99.2% return rate of “poop.” Just putting that out there…
I don’t know how things work in other countries but here in America there’s basically a hierarchy of soups. It starts in the store aisle. The simplest is the condensed soup can – plop the contents in a pot, add a can of water, heat and voila! Done. Condensed tomato soup cranks that up a notch because you can be extra and use a can of milk – which I totally recommend, by the by.
There’s a version of condensed soups they sell in packets but I actually consider them higher end since you’ll pay for the convenience. They market them to folks who want to toss a soup packet in their purse for lunch. That’s great and all, especially when you’ve had PB&J for weeks on end, but it’s hard to argue the finances when you can basically make a stinking quart of chicken noodle for 99¢.
Top end soups seem like they’d be those bisques and chowders. I haven’t had much success finding good ones in the canned section; maybe you’ve had better luck.
Anyway, the soups range from plain Jane straightforward to everything-but-the-kitchen-sink. There are even some that market as super F-A-N-C-Y and such. A soup to meet all needs, so to speak. Until these last few years when I started experimenting with homemade soups and realized how much better I liked them. You control the ingredients, the spice level, and the salt content plus you can eliminate the mass quantities of preservatives that give canned soups a three year shelf life. I’m a fan.
Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “oop.” Find a word with the “oop” sound in it and use it in your post. Enjoy!