Because adding just one more would make it too farty. Straight from my 7 year old daughter.
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I’ve eaten a lot of miso soup in my day but it wasn’t until a random person on the internet told me how easy it was to make it that I realized it was one of THE most palatable and fastest meals that still tastes somewhat fresh. If you know you know but if you didn’t now you do!
Miso soup recipe
Uh, anything else (tofu, different kinds of seaweed, dashi, and butter/ghee for some extra calories come to mind?)
You can even do this first thing in the morning. Miso lasts forever in the fridge and you can usually find lots of different kinds at any Asian supermarket. I recommend the low sodium kind cause even if you like it salty you can just add more in for more miso flavor without oversalting. A lot of recipes say dashi is essential and while it might be to making “authentic” miso soup, even just some miso whisked into a mug of hot water in a matter of seconds is already an amazing snack/meal to me. I love making miso soup cause it can be as simple or complex as you want it to be.
Please share what you like to do with/put in your miso soup too!
So this was a few years ago when I was a chef working in what was a fancy golf club for wealthy people.
You really got a very assorted bunch of people coming into the club and every so often an absolute weapon.
I was working in one of the smaller kitchen on my own doing bar food and snacks for the members and it was a particularly busy day and I was flat out.
One of the tables was booked for a group of four looking for a ladies lunch. The first of the women arrive and orders a soup as the waitress tells me that she’s starving.
I put it on, am finishing off some of the other checks I had on see it’s starting to boil pour it in a bowl and send it.
Waitress brings it back minutes later saying that the customer isn’t happy and that it’s cold, I’m sitting there thinking “strange, I really thought I had that at a boil”
Heat it again and send it out and the waitress literally bounced straight back to me with the bowl in hand saying she’s saying that the soup is cold.
It’s an open kitchen and I look over to see this woman in her late sixties who’s still alone at the table with this look of distain on her face, like I was the help and had ruined her day by existing.
Now if you’ve worked in the service industry you know Karen’s are everywhere and I’ve always been of the approach of deflect and give them what they want.
Now I put the soup back on and get it to a racing boil, grab a bowl from the bottom of the hot press and have the waitress standing there waiting so it’s served and straight out.
The poor waitress comes back minutes later with “I’m so sorry she saying that the soup is cold....” I glance over and see that’s she’s still sitting there with this look and her face.
Now I’m starting to get pretty pissed off, it’s not like dealing with this woman was the only thing I had on either. It’s the middle of a busy lunch rush with loads of orders coming in and this is fucking up any flow I am getting going.
So I put more soup on this time I’ve got it on the hottest hob, I’ve also banged a soup bowl into the oven and cranked it up to 300 degrees. Once the soup has been at a racing boil for a couple minutes I pull the bowl and it’s like lava, pour the soup in and it’s so hot it’s still boiling in the heat of the bowl as the waitress takes it to the table.
Now the other guests on the booking have arrived and they’re all sitting there chatting away and she without even looking at the bowl picks up a spoon and goes for it.
As soon as the soup hits... keep reading on reddit ➡
Four hours ago, I channeled my inner Engineer and ate it.
The last two hours have been spent in the bathroom with various fluids pouring from both ends.
Was it worth it?
I don't know man...I just don't know.