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Hot soup

So, as those of you who follow my Twitter (that’d be Mom) know, soup ended up in my lap yesterday at lunch. I texted to Twitter immediately,

At lunch. Soup landed in lap. Good story for later!

In retrospect I’m not so sure it’s that interesting, but far be it from me to make such a promise and not deliver.

The table we were sitting at at New Moon Cafe was very wobbly and crooked. I had foolishly chosen a seat at the lowest point. When the waiter attempted to wedge someone’s plate onto the small metal surface, the entire table tipped towards me, dumping my soup all over my pants.

They were very nice and gave me new soup and a gift certificate.