Soup, soupidoop, soupidoop, soupidoopidoopidoop…if you didn’t just sing that like you were the missing member of Salt N’ Pepa then who even are you?
It’s not soup weather around these parts right now, but I love me a little fridge clean out, and this was the result. Chucked in a swede that was rolling around in the crisper and unlike the other Swede, he’s not obsessed with cheap furniture or fika, he’s just keen on delivering you flavoursome soup. What a man, what a man, what a mighty good man….