Bill was making soup. \u00a0He made a broth with tomato paste and water. \u00a0It was in a giant pot. \u00a0He slowly chopped carrots into bite size cubes. \u00a0He shelled English peas until he had a sizable bowl full of the small, green spheres. \u00a0He took an onion, cut it in half, and diced one half of it. \u00a0He was about to put Saran wrap on the cut end on the unused half but decided that there was no real point in doing so and set it back on the counter. \u00a0He then diced a potato. \u00a0He then cooked ground beef in a pan with a little bit of garlic salt; it didn’t need to be too seasoned because it was working with so many other flavors in the soup. \u00a0After adding all of the vegetables and allowing them to cook inside of the bubbling broth, he added the ground beef. \u00a0He then put a lid on the pot and put it on low. \u00a0It simmered for a while before Bill came back to it. \u00a0He lifted the lid and an incredible aroma came out. \u00a0He grabbed his wooden spoon, tasted a bit of the broth, and added some salt and cayenne pepper until he’d achieved the flavor he wanted. \u00a0After doing so, he got a bowl from out of the cupboard and scooped some soup into it. \u00a0He sat down at his table with his soup and a spoon. \u00a0He then removed something from his pocket, a vial. \u00a0From that vial, he poured a clear liquid into his soup. \u00a0He stirred it in with his spoon. \u00a0It disappeared from sight after very little stirring. \u00a0He inhaled, and there was no difference to the soup’s lovely fragrance. \u00a0He took a bite, and it was as good as he expected. \u00a0By the eighth bite, his face was in the soup still and likely to have been cold if it had not been for the hot soup. \u00a0A fly watched from the onion not paying too much attention.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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