Drabble | Fiction
Soup!
Taciturn barbarian warrior meets attention to detail
Published in
Jan 21, 2024
“Soup!”
An elderly hobbit crossed the tavern, bowed curtly to the sweaty barbarian, then clasped his hands. “Which type, good sir?”
“Hmm?”
“May I recommend the spiced vegetable. This is no ordinary soup. We’ve spent months refining flavors, vegetable thickness, broth… there’s a system.”
“Hmm.”
“Goldflower seeds gently heated by candle flame, crushed with the flat of a knife, and sprinkled over sauted onions. The herbs are scattered in after exactly twenty-four minutes of simmering. A harmony of taste and texture.”
“Hmm… big bowl.”
“A big bowl, sir.”
The halfling was halfway across the tavern when the barbarian yelled: “Bread!”
This was a response to Grim Flandango’s drabble-a-day prompts (18/1 ‘system’), and my own January writing prompts, idea #7.
