Over the weekend we went to the high school production of The Wizard of Oz, which was excellent, but is so totally not the point of this post. The point is that the production started several minutes late, and as we tried to kill time, Ginny asked me, “If you had to smell like a soup, what soup would you smell like?”
I immediately chose vegetable beef, for reasons completely unknown to me, and then we went on to ask the same question of just about everyone we knew. We were kind of surprised and delighted to hear people we did not know passing the question along, as if it were the burning issue of the moment, and tried to make it an auditorium-wide phenomenon. That didn’t happen, but we did have some fun with it.
If you’re curious, the top answers were chicken noodle, tomato, and, strangely, potato. Why anyone would want to smell like potato soup is beyond me, but Ginny wonders why I’d choose to smell beefy for the rest of my life, so I guess all’s fair. Ginny also suggested “lobster brisk” soup, which gave me an opportunity to be like “it’s lobster BISQUE, dumbass,” and then to post that on this website. Aww, Ginny.
So, now I ask you, dear readers: If you had to smell like a soup, what soup would you choose to smell like?