For Christmas Wendy and I got some 'soup cooking aids' which were essentially a tube of beans/peas/lentils and some spices with instructions on how to turn them into soup. They look like this:
I started off suspicious at the extremely high cooking times and large list of ingredients I was supposed to provide. I didn't have everything on hand so I ended up fudging a lot and making things up and the soups ended up sucking.
Damn soup mixes
I make great soup, and I just wanted to use them up, and I got bad soup
Not my fault
Blame the soup mix!
Kinda weird, playing the blame game with a random pile of soup mixes. I never got this way before though, so I guess somehow cooking has become something I am defensive about. It is a big part of my job at the moment so I guess that makes sense but still I never really thought I would get invested in cooking. Somehow it always seemed like my attitude would forever remain "Meh, I won't die from what I make. Good 'nuff."