I have conquered egg drop soup...

As I get older and closer to senility, my opinion on soup has become much more pronounced. I assume this in in preparation for when my teeth fall out and I am forced to call 5PM a "late" dinner. The one thing that pisses me off mightily about soup is the frickin' salt content. You'd think human beings required salt licks for the crap I have eaten that is supposed to be french onion or egg drop soup. So I made my own. And it was so much better. No salt added. I wish I possessed a servile nature, then I could go into chef-itude and open my own restaurant. However, my forays into the food industry have generally resulted in me be asked to leave or suffer being fired.

Fear not, dear readers, I just burnt those places to the ground.