A questing we shall go

N8 Bucher
"The quest has been set," the man intoned as if speaking in a great hall.  "We shall be making French onion soup."  We three brave warriors were going to journey far and away to the stores of grocery, seek out the magical ingredients with which to create this mysterious and delectable concoction, create, and sip and savor.  "The die has been cast and now it will be done."

And that is how a grown man and two girl children set out on an epic cooking adventure.  We didn't have a recipe, just the hazy memory in the man's head of a soup so cheesy and salty, with a little hint of sweetness.  We would guess.  Even though us little ones (aged 11 and 7) had no idea what the man was talking about, with his large brain and our two smaller ones, surely we could puzzle it out.

At the stores of grocery, we wandered and wove up and down and up and down mazes of food stuffs.  After gathering everything up in our increasingly heavy basket of wire, we were stymied by lack of those who perform the certification of purchase.  The villagers were rioting, striking against the feudal lords of Vons.

Fear not!  We would not be deterred!

On to the next store of grocery, where we were greeted by empty shelves, the kingdom's pantry raided.  Two more stores of grocery we would visit until we were satisfied.  The desirous cheese from cows could not be found so this strange type we grabbed instead - VEGAN read the label.

Back at the castle, the wee ones watched while the grown one chopped, browned, boiled, and broiled.  Into the bowls went soup, then bread, then cheese.  Then popped into the oven for a few.  Making soup in the oven?  Now anything was possible.


The cheese labeled VEGAN was our downfall.  The French onion soup was not meant to be.  With steeled minds and wills (and unfortunately, human stomachs), we slurped it all down, as strange as it may have tasted, with floating chunks of bread and odd bits of plasticheese that squeaked against our teeth.  These were the fruits of our labor, as wondrous, odd, and appropriate as they were for our quest.

This post is for my Cousin O'Mine who reads my blog.  This memory is of the knight of our gallant quest, his dad, and our food adventure one odd afternoon in Los Angeles when my sister and I were just wee girls.  To this day, this is one of our fondest memories of him.


  1. Eeee!!! I so love this story!
    'Twas a noble quest indeed.
    It's value not diminished
    by the use of vegan cheese.

  2. ha, brilliant. now I'll have onion soup on my mind for the rest of the day :)

  3. Really, really lovely. Brilliant rendition of such a great memory.

  4. Eep! I love this story . . . love, love, love it!

  5. Love this culinary adventure tale:)

  6. how amazingly written! really like an adventure. was this the time when the workers were on strike back in like 2003-ish?

  7. this is fabulous! you are such an excellent writer!! i could totally see you writing some YA books from reading this. you totally have that tone and pace down, love it. love it. love it. i was totally hooked into your story, please tell me you are writing a novel. and if not your should start this weekend ;) xo

  8. This was fantastic to read, and a total riot. Vegan cheese is such an oxy-moron, no wonder it didn't pan out! But regardless, what a fun, fun memory. xo

  9. I love the story! You were really brave to try the vegan cheese. It's pretty much the worst thing ever. I hope you've had better luck with French onion soup since then!

  10. You could write more fun stories, Rooth! :D


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