Looks can be deceiving.
Especially when you have a husband who knows how to work magic with seasonings.
I admit that I picked the mushrooms and green peppers out of my bowl (I draw the line at fungus and I HATE green peppers), but honestly the flavor wasn’t bad when he added some garlic, mustard seed and a few other things.
I seriously ate it without looking at it and tasted like a spicy taco soup instead of a stinky cabbage soup. And the smell – basically the house smells like vegetable soup, NOT feet anymore.
It’s only day one, and I’ve only had 1 bowl of soup, but I’m eating fruit like there is no tomorrow – well tomorrow is all veggies. The one thing that is carrying me through right now is the thought of a baked potato and butter tomorrow night.