Damn you. Damn you straight to hell.
I mean it, I really do.
And damn me, too.
I got suckered into your stupid commercial. The Loaded Potato Soup commercial. I really did, it looked good. It looked like something I'd want to eat when it was a comfort food night. It looked perfect.
The soup... was a lie.
In fact, it was disgusting. Granted, my standards are a little high, but I was willing to slum it a little for you, Progresso. (And basically any soup with bacon in it.)
You lied. Your commercial lied. Your soup lied.
It was tasteless. No seasoning, no salt, even. I wasn't expecting a miracle, really I wasn't. I was just looking forward to a night not standing at the stove. Warming myself up on a cool night with a little comfort food and a good, hearty soup.
That soup was not hearty, nor good. I wasn't even halfway done with it when the cream base started to separate from the oil. BP looked like they'd had a hack at my bowl. The oil slick now covering the top of the soup turned my stomach.
The rest ended up in the trash. Yeah, that's right. I threw away food. Frugal, penny pinching me threw away food. I won't be buying Progresso again, and I certainly won't be falling for any more of their commercials.
The soup aisle is dead to me now, and it's all your fault Progresso.

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