That's Mighty Unfortunate.

Unfortunate.

After a cold and dreary day yesterday I decided to give a new soup a try. I am always on the lookout for a good broccoli soup that doesn't taste like ass bad. I opened up a carton of the V-8 Broccoli soup that I had bought a few weeks back and poured it into the pan. Smelled good. Didn't look too unappealing. Cool. Heated the soup through after giving it a splash of milk for a creamier consistency. Tasted. Not bad. Added a little sea salt and black pepper as it was a bit on the bland side for my taste. Yummy. I would will totally buy this again.

As I was cleaning up the dishes the empty pan was sitting on the counter. The kid comes in. Picks up a nerf dart that the cats play with {as does he. It is not uncommon to find it stuck to the ceiling lights or the tv on any given day} and tosses it towards the cupboard right above the pan hoping it will stick. You know where this is going. Yep. It hit the cupboard, bounced and landed in the pan with bits of soup still in it. HA! We both cracked up and said, almost in unison, "well THAT'S unfortunate."


I love that kid. He is a bright light in my day. I have cleaned off the dart and it is now back on the floor. Well, until he comes in here and picks it up and throws it again, causing it to stick to who knows what next.

QOTD:
What can you tell us about your last unfortunate food situation?