A Raid by Nancy Pelosi’s Gazpacho Police
A dish best served cold
By David A. Graham
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“Got any cold soups in here, kid?”
“Of course not, officer,” I said. “Only broths and stews.” The lie came out cool and smooth, just like the recipe called for.
“You sure about that? Let’s take a look.”
“Th-there’s some chicken stock in the fridge, ma’am, but it’s for reheating.”
She scowled and stalked into the kitchen. In an instant, I knew I was toast, just like the croutons we’d been prepping to top the soup. Right there on the counter sat the Cuisinart, little bits of pureed tomato dripping down the sides. The spatula was still wet, its edge stained red. I knew our punishment would be swift and harsh: It was hard time in the goulash for me.
