Five-minute Soup

My chiropractor says he will never make one of my soups. The work, the mess, the time! Soup from a can is as far as he will go, even when a brilliant blogger offers directions, encouragement, love, and Jedi mind tricks.

So I accept you with your heels dug into the abyss. Namaste.

Okay I lied. Here's Plan B, a middle ground, if you will. Whether or not my chiropractor abandons the can remains to be seen.