I baked two hockey pucks. The bread was inedible. But, the soup still makes up for anything I screw up in the next week, I swear it was that good. Next time, carrots and portobello mushrooms, I think.

Good idea, I lost the debate because I wasn’t willing to go find more numbers to back up my case. The guy was throwing out all kinds of stats I couldn’t find to refute, so I just stopped playing along, after being called a jackass, a moral relevatist and guilty of moral equivalence, oh and “Kev” because I’m sure it made me sound like a child and him like a wise learned grown up.