Sunday, May 29, 2011

I now eat Gazpacho fluently.

Because of the tooth incident I have eaten soup this weekend, here my oldest daughter ( she is a very good daughter, but maybe not the best cook, or at least today ) (married to the color blind wheel barrow painter) serves me "Gazpacho", which in my days we called "tomato soup that was served too late", or just "cold tomato soup", she probably calls it something fancy to cover for the fact that is was cold. Anyway, it tasted surprisingly good and I will maybe start eating my warm tomato soup cold from now on.


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