“Sorrel soup:"You cut the egg into slices, and you eat it with the green soup. And the mixture of the sharp green acidity and the round comfort of the egg reminds you of something extraordinary and far away.Of home?Certainly not, not even for Poles.Of what then?...Of survival, perhaps.”

“I love you on the surface of seasRed like the egg when it is green”

“I DON'T EVEN FUCKING LIKE GREEN EGGS!”

“Motherhood is when eating chicken soup; the kids get the chicken and you get the soup and you would still feel happily stuffed.”

“STAY HOME FROM SCHOOL FAUX VOMIT:1 cup of cooked oatmeal1.2 cup of sour cream (or buttermilk ranch dressing or anything that smells like rancid, sour milk)2 chopped cheese sticks (for chunkiness)1 uncooked egg (for authentic slimy texture)1 can of split pea soup (for putrid green color)1/4 cup of raisins (to increase gross-osity)Mix ingredients and simmer over low heat for 2 minutesLet mixture cool to warm vomit temperatureUse liberally as neededMakes 4 to 5 cups”

“When we get home, I'll make you some soup or something.""God. Don't be nice.""All right." Jeff spoke softly into the darkness. "When we get home, I'll make some soup, and when you're not looking, I'll spit in it.”