I know it's embarrassingly old fashioned, but I've always loved "cream of" soups. And while we're being honest, it's never even really mattered too much to me what came after the "cream of," because I'm really just in it for that floating, haunting richness, that deep savoriness, that smooth, velvety feeling on my tongue. If I end up getting some broccoli or asparagus or whatever in my system while I'm at it, well hey -- winning!
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