Yesterday I was inspired to finally try my hand at something I've been planning to make forever: matzo ball soup.
So I start the process, planning to have it for lunch by myself -- not quite ready to make someone else the guinea pig on this yet. Because some of the steps have to be timed, I looked at the clock. That's when it dawned on me that I don't have that long before I have to start dinner. I was cooking for my friend Shawna, trying out a new recipe for pork chops.
I decided to add my new soup to the menu of my dinner with Shawna.
It took a second for the incongruity of it to hit me. Matzo ball soup and pork chops. Cooked by an agnostic Hindu.
Welcome to America.
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