Calamity follows Pea Soup Adventure.
I was spooning the remains into the trash last week, virtuously cleaning out my fridge, when I felt, more than heard a sickening PLOP. Yep, you guessed it, congealed pea soup landed right on the toes of my brand spankin’ new running shoes. Running shoes, as you know, have mesh tops for ventilation. I guess the mesh also comes in handy as a sieve for pea soup. I’m considering marketing spoiled pea soup as a beauty agent…my toes have been remarkably soft ever since.