Regular Soup

Question…? Why is it that ordering Soup so often gets misconstrued as settling for Soup? As if to diminish the importance and integrity of such an almighty and antiquated allotment. The Department of Archaic Knowledge, the DAK, tells us that Soup dates back to 6000 B.C. About 5078 years before Jesus Christ enjoyed his first bowl of Ebrea. In 16th century France, Soup, or Potage, was sold by street hawkers called Restaurer’s. No doubt this Soup slanging nomenclature spurred our obvious adaptation to the contemporary and ubiquitous word, Restaurant. Thanks Soup! As any chef or cuisinier will tell you, Soup is one of the most layered and triumphant achievements know to the culinary world. From Minestrone to Miso, Phở to Borsch, Callaloo to Clam Chowder (New England or Manhattan), Soup is on the global stage and singing it’s heart out. It gives identity and nourishment to all who ’settle’ for it. Oh brothy goodness! Oh velvety allure! Your textural complexities and gastronomical gusto coo my needing soul. But let’s face it, who gives a rat’s ass about the soul of a writer or the ‘Soul of a Chef’ (by Michael Ruhlman) and who on god’s green earth will stand up and order with confidence? I’LL HAVE THE VICHYSSOISE! EXTRA TRUFFLE OIL!

Brandon LaPrad Bye

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