A few pints deep on a Friday evening and feeling ill-ish, I head home early. A nice hearty bowl of soup followed by some bed-rest is in order. After perusing the soups in the supermarket, I decide to just make my own.
What is wrong with me?
A few pints deep on a Friday evening and feeling ill-ish, I head home early. A nice hearty bowl of soup followed by some bed-rest is in order. After perusing the soups in the supermarket, I decide to just make my own.
What is wrong with me?