Nov 14, 2025
So last weekend I made a perfectly sensible amount of tomato soup.
And I got some backerbsen to go with it. Friends abroad have since informed me that this is a niche thing not seen outside about seven European countries, and I mourn their loss, but the main issue is that they're round and hard before they go into the soup, so occasionally they escape and roll on the ground.
Which means the Creatures have learned what backerbsen are. Yes, even the one who is usually disinterested at best in any human food that isn't meat, apple, watermelon or popcorn.
I am now being chased every time I get near the fridge, and there is a temper tantrum, complete with whining, if I dare eat anything that isn't tomato soup with backerbsen.
