Alphabet Soup, Makes You Poop, Down Your Leg and in Your Boot

OK, I gotta get one thing out of the way right now. This Vegan MoFo thing is totally cramping my style. Sorry to any of you MoFo zealots out there, but HAVING to post something even if I don't feel like is waaaaayyy harshing my mellow. I mean, sure, I enjoy having lots more stuff to read about on all my favourite blogs. But some days I'm just constipated creatively, and blogging is more of a chore than a joy. I always swore that when it stopped being fun, I would stop blogging. So, I hate to say this folks, but you may just be looking at a bonafide Vegan MoFo drop out. If I don't have a post every single weekday the rest of this month, please try not to think too ill of me. I'm not a bitch, really I'm not. (Not every day, anyway....)

But for today, I do have something I wanted to share- Alphabet Soup. I loves me some Alphabet soup for all sorts of reasons- it's easy, it's simple, and everyone likes it, to name a few. See, I've been writing about kids and constipation over at my more serious, more socially responsible, mostly profanity-free local blog, and one of my tips to parents is to hide vegetables in soup for kids who don't really like them. In soup, all is forgiven. You slurp in down without even chewing and reap the benefits.

Alphabet Soup

Serves Four

In a large pot, add:

2 tsp olive oil
1 small onion, diced
~Sauté until onions are translucent~

Add:
5 cups water
3 cups tomato juice
1-cup potatoes cut into small chunks
¾ cup carrots cut in small squares
½ cup peas
¾ cup corn
3 Tbsp dry green lentils
¾ tsp salt
½ tsp black pepper
2 tsp paprika
¾ tsp garlic powder
¾ tsp onion powder
¾ tsp Cajun seasoning
1 tsp beef style vegan bouillon
Allow to simmer, stirring occasionally, for 30 minutes. Add:

3-4 Tbsp Alphabet noodles

Add a little more water during the cooking time if the soup becomes too thick.

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PS: If you go and look at my other local blog, you will see I use a photo of me from a few years ago, before I got my hair cut. That's because I don't want creepy people recognizing me and following me around in the supermarket examining my groceries. Is that wrong of me? Should I welcome intense discussions in the produce aisle on organic fruit vs: conventionally grown? Should I not appreciate folks demanding to know the reason why I purchased the greasy potato chips this week and not the free-range, low-cal, high-fibre crunchy chunks 'o bran? Maybe I'm just a hermit at heart.

Until next time, keep it real, fellow travellers! Peace....