One of my tiny daily joys when I get to work is receiving an email from a nearby restaurant listing the soups of the day. They are usually delicious and tasty sounding and make me smile. But today there was a new one-- a very bad one. And it has scarred me for life. Seriously, I'm afraid that I have some kind of post traumatic soup disorder. Today's soup was...oh, I can barely even type it...vegan Brussel sprout. [Aaahhhhh!]
I was so emotional after reading my morning email that I just had to find comfort. I looked at a lot of Google images of meat, checked People.com's headlines, and even thought about shampoo. But the thing that was finally able to calm my nerves was this lovely piece of winter apparel shown below-- a
bacon scarf! Behold the healing powers of bacon...
