I love to make soup on Sundays.  Fry down the onion and celery and maybe garlic and toss whatever is in the fridge into the stockpot and let it cook for a couple hours.  Makes the whole house smell amazing and makes food for a week.

Bowl after bowl after bowl of soup. 
Ssssoooooooouuppppppppp.
Same soup again and again and again and again.

So I came up with a solution.  I call it Soup That is Based on that Story in the Bible Where the Lady Keeps Taking a Coin from Her Purse or Maybe it was Wheat from a Sack or Water from a Well or Fish from a Barrel but the Purse/Sack/Well/Barrel Never Runs Empty but Whatever the Story is, My Brain Automatically Tells Me it's Pickles from a Jar, Most Likely because I Haven't Heard nor Read the Story in Thirty Years and I Loved Pickles as a Small Child and I'm Not Motivated to Check the Facts because I don't Care because it's the Moral that Counts.

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"Pickle Soup"

Pickle Soup is simple.  You start with the basic-est of basic soup on Sunday, and then every day you add something else so it's a little different each time you eat it.

Today I made potato soup.  Tomorrow I'll probably add broccoli.  Cheese the next day.  Then carrots the following.  A can of corn.  Dice up those tomatoes.  The halfabagga frozen peas that's in the back of the freezer.  Some crab, maybe.

It's a good way to use up what you have, eat something that doesn't come off a lunch truck, feel creative in the kitchen, and make up your own bible stories upon which to base your life.