soup

When George cooked a can of soup, he'd always add a drop of milk to the bottom of the emptied can and swirl it around, then add to the pot. A habit I excercised just the other minute.

For years I never thought much of soup. Then, in my second year working in Old Street, I discovered it as an alternative to Ciabattas, Paninis, Lasagna or Sandwiches. From then on soup was the core of my lunchtime diet.

In the year or so that I wrote from home, I kept this habit up, eating at least three cans of tomato soup a week. This is a phase which only came to an end earlier this year. Yet, already, when I fix myself a can of tomato soup for lunch, I do so with a sense of nostalgia.