the burren: Italian wedding
I was on the hunt for soup tonight and I didn't even know it. I left to buy weed, but on my way, had a hankering for soup. I love soup, and it is my favorite food. where could I get soup on my way home from the weed store? having gone to my local grocery the night before, I had previewed their soups. they looked ok, edible. when I arrived to the same place this evening, I was really ready to taste 'em. guess what, those dumbass losers cleaned their soup vats out. dry as a mother. ok! bye bitch - I walked across the street to the burren, where the soups of the day were Italian wedding and roasted vegetable.
roasted vegetable sounded gross, so I opted for Italian wedding. the vibe was nice & I didn't mind waiting, and once my soup was ready, a kindly Irish man helped me get both my backpack and my coat on, and I wasn't even struggling that much. very nice personnel & clientele.
the soup:
it's pretty ok. that's the best I can say for it. it got me to eat a lot of pork (or at least I assume, I didn't actually ask about what was in the mini meatballs). there were like 2 pearls of pasta in my soup, but lets be honest: who prefers an Italian wedding soup where the ratio is pasta pearls>sausage balls? no one. this isn't scientifically true, nor is it actually true. its my truth. and that's all that matters.
inclusion of bread 2/5 (Irish soda bread)
availability: 9/10 (comparison to the crappiest grocery store of all time providing extra extra extra points)
vibe: 9/10 good vibes, all servers were so nice and kind. and someone helped me get ready for the cold outside (don't think he was an employee, doesn't matter, he def contributed to overall vibe)
soup rating: 6/10
summation: I would gladly accept a small portion of this soup even if I was slightly sated
the pic of the soup doesn't do it justice. it is a solid 6/10
addendum: unfortunately I have to change my rating to 0/10. at 5:00 the next morning, I woke up feeling uncomfy in bed. went to couch, started feeling tired again, headed back to bed. as I walked toward bed, a sudden wave of nausea washed over me. It was so sudden I only had the two empty water glasses on my nightstand to turn to, and vomitted into each of them. I had a lil extra vom left by the time I brought them to the sink (although 3rd vom could have been due to how truly disgusting the entire situation was). I have no other explanation for this vom-aly (vomit + anomaly) besides my consumption of the soup. so sorry to the burren but it is what it is.
