December 19th, 2003


Never underestimate

the power of soup.

Back when I lived in Cambridge, when the wind was right, I would leave the apartment and be greeted with the smell of chocolate from the Haviland Candy Factory.

The closest thing to that that I have in my life now is that 5 minutes into my commute, I pass by a soup factory. Factory? Big building where they make soup. I get the craziest beef and barley cravings.