soup, Soup, SOUP!!!!!!

I love soup. Actually to put it more truthfully, I LOVE, ADORE and would DIE for SOUP! Okay, maybe that's a bit exaggerated, but not by much. Soup is my FAVORITE food. Any kind of soup: Chili, Chicken Noodle Soup, Wisconsin Cheese Soup, Broccoli Cheese Soup, Beef Stroganoff Soup, Loaded Potato Soup, etc. When Soup Season arrives (October-April), I'm a happy person. My oldest brother and I used to do a "Soup Season Dance" in the kitchen, when Mom served soup for the first time every fall. Sadly, only 3 out of 10 of my family loves soup. I have five siblings who eat specific kinds of soup, two parents who merely like soup, one brother who won't touch soup with a ten foot pole, and two brothers who love soup almost as much as I do. But, the good thing about this is that I get all the leftovers...YUM!

So what do I hate? I really dislike pizza. My family used to make pizza every single Friday night for supper (Sadly, growing up on all homemade food has taught me to not appreciate it as much. Junk food is special, and therefore tastes...um, not better, but cooler? Homemade bread is common around our house, so I'd rather eat store-bought. Yes, I'm a sad person. I should eat more junk food, so that it becomes less special...) I ate pizza for 12 years straight, and I got pizza-ed out. But, I can work up the nerve to eat some on occasion...sometimes. Though, I wouldn't say that I hate pizza, I definitely don't like it very much.

Phooey. Now I need to eat some soup!

(Also, I've written 'soup' so many times that now it looks funny!)