French Onion

Tonight I’m eating tomato soup which I associate with being poor because its what we lived on in college when I had nothing but bills and I didn’t care about inflation because they were .50c a can and I could eat like a hundred of them mixed with ramen and I didn’t die though I was often hungry but I remember being a kid and my mom would take me to Macy’s where they had this cool little restaurant in the best 70s fashion with high backed booths and they would bring the best French onion soup in these hip little iron bowls and there was a big old clump of cheese at the bottom and you had to make it mix with your spoon and it was sublime just the onion and spices and the water and now I starve like the homeless I starve now like my daughter all I have is tomatoes and water regret smoke and the stove is getting hotter it will simmer and I will eat but I will never eat as well as I did in Macy’s when I was just a kid. You can't buy s**t for a dollar.