I know this is weird, but hang on.
For lunch today, I had canned soup. It struck me that for as long as I've eaten canned soup, I've felt sorry for carrots. Carrots seem to be in soup only to add color and allow someone to say, "There are vegetables in this!"
But the carrots are sad little cubes. There are maybe eight in a can. It's pitiful.
I have never liked carrots. Which made my craving them when I was pregnant with Hannah super odd. Even though those pathetic, soggy cubes in soup have no real flavor, I still don't eat them. But I do think they're kind of depressing.
1 comment:
Hmm. I think you should try rainbow carrots. They're cheerful.
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