how i feel about soup (and more)

The Bloggess's Soup: Real Life vs. In My Head sums up how I feel about soup. And I mean EXACTLY. It's kind of freaky how much this is identical to how I feel about soup.

And here I was, thinking I was the only person in the world who hates soup. You hear that, internet? (and JR...) Hating soup isn't un-American. I am not a freak!

Same thing goes for celery, carrots, cucumbers, cantaloupe and cauliflower. (Huh. I never realized all these things started with a "C" before.) I hate them, and their very flavor infects everything they come in contact with. Particularly cantaloupe. If that crap comes within a foot of a slice of watermelon, you can taste it. Infected, you hear me!?!

And I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong. I am not one of those weirdos who can't stand it if the stuff on their plate touches.*

*But... the things on my plate do have to be in a certain order. Meat/brown food at 6 o'clock, potato/starchy white to tan or yellow food at 2 o'clock, vegetable/green food at 10 o'clock. That's not weird. That's just how food on a plate has to be. I'll come back and post a photo. You'll see.