My father made this cold tomato and zucchini soup the other day.
“Don’t call it gazpacho.”
“Why not? It looks like gazpacho, but with some zucchini.”
“It’s my soup. I made it up. It’s not gazpacho. Don’t call it gazpacho.”
“Okay dad, whatever you say.”
So instead, my brother Eddie has named it “The Farmer’s Market in a
Soup”. And, given that dad brought home every ingredient except the
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