soup IS good food.

too many cooks spoil the broth, b!tches;
but i cooked up a big ol' stewpot all by my lonely,
so it came out dope.
too many ingredients, however, activate the hottness;
so y'all already know i got it poppin' with ALL the treats i had on hand.
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
when i make a burly bowl of savage stormswept soup,
i make sure to take it to eleven within the first few simmering seconds.
that's the truth.
so after i diced my carrots, sliced my celery, and minced my onions,
i toasted some pearled barley, and sauteed some red lentils,
and doused the whole shootin' match with chipotle cholula to freak it off.
smoked paprika, berserker bouillon, soy sauce, malt vinegar, g.p.o.p.,
thyme, sage, rosemary, and apple cider set the tone for the spice section, too.
once it was boiling at a steady clip, i hucked in a slew of cubed-up spuds,
and just to make sure it was extra-rad, and rich in iron man nutrients
i threw in a whole bunch of fistfuls of little baby kale leaves.
yeah!
check the spoonie ladle-scooped teleport:

uh-huh.
that is six-grain whole-wheat diiiippin' toast.
obviously.
...c'mon.
complication never tasted this good, neighbors.
i doo-doo that depth and breadth sh!t.
that's right.
because even a soggy bowlful of crap should be expert.
*
i know. i know. i KNOW.
vegans always want you to look at their food.
but i'm not trying to convince you with photographic testaments
that vegetables are a delicious alternative to the inhuman cruelty
of consuming the decaying slaughtered flesh of harmless domestic animals.
i promise.
in fact,
i give very few F*s about cows an' that, kids.
i actually only want you to look at how totally fresh my dinner is, duders.
because i'm just demonstrating that the business that i conduct in my kitchen
is better than yours.
awwwwwwwwwwwww.
recognize.
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it's wednesday again.
somehow the empty days and long nights
are flying by as fast or maybe even faster than ever before...
it could be a race to the finish line,
or a spurt of sprinting to get this sh!t-salad year over and done with.
i really hope so.
this morning, however, there's a pause in the pace.
the sky looks so sexy over the ledges and hedges
outside of the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
and the snow-capped mountains look like pure wizard magic.
a little respite despite the juggernaut of time's inexorable charge into the future.
word up.
the woodsly goodness is keepin' it really real,
especially in regards to XI-mas scenic activation.
there's natural beauty all around us, kids.
i guess even when she's winning, she likes to look good.
then again, who doesn't?
it's all really happening;
never quiet, never soft.....