Anna’s husband loves soup. Hard stop. Hot, cold, chunky, puréed — you name it. When it’s hot out, he’ll order gazpacho in any variation. Traditional, fruity, chunky, smooth, appetizer, entrée — it doesn’t matter. Anna, however, has never been a big fan.
She’s not a huge soup person in general. (She likes to chew things, she admits.) Also, the idea of cold soup freaked her out. But every time her husband ordered it, he offered her a bite. When Anna finally tried it, she deemed it “not bad.” Gazpacho slowly crept into a space that no longer scared her.