Hale and Hearty Horror

Thanks to Peter, who writes: “There’s nothing like a hot bowl of soup on a cold day, so why not open up that cup of black bean zopa and dig right in.  Hey, we don’t mind the smell, nor are we concerned that you’ve got a cup of hot soup sloshing around on the bumpy train.  As long as you enjoy your meal, that’s all that matters.

One cup black bean soup.

Born: 34th St. Penn Station.

Died: 72nd St. and Broadway”

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