
I guess Hot Pot soup originally comes from China, but they sell the hell out of it here in Germany. And let me tell you, it absolutely lives up to its name; it is hot, spicy, and, well… it fits perfectly inside the average cooking pot. But you know how my German wife and I like to pimp our pizzas on Sunday nights? Well, we also like to pimp our soups.
We add chili peppers, mushrooms, broccoli, onions, Brussels sprouts, hamsters, gerbils — just whatever the hell we have laying around the house — and throw them all together with a can of soup to make a flavor explosion violent enough to not only damage our mouths, but destroy them entirely. And the gastrointestinal effects? Oh, they confound they senses. Have you ever passed gas so fiery-hot it seared the very lining of your anus? Have you ever generated flatulence so potent it made you see stars? We have, and we do so every time we pimp a can of Hot Pot.
So the other day, my wife noticed the mushrooms in our refrigerator were about to go bad. She sliced them up — along with some random greens, an entire onion, and several handfuls of crushed red chili peppers — and tossed them into a boiling crucible of Hot Pot soup. I was off at my German language class, so she ate a bowl and left the rest for me, along with this fantastic little note:


Okay – here you had me… I was sobbing of laughter right in front of my computer…
This was quite hilarious!!!
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Glad to hear it Raani! And it’s all from my wife. All I have to do is write this stuff down. :)
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You’re going to laugh for a long long time!!
Thanks for sharing the fun!! :-)
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Perfectly hilarious and hot! Just found your blog today via Married to Italy, I like your style, off to discover more.
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Nice! Glad you found us, Jennifer! Please say hello to Married to Italy for us and have a fantastic day!
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