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  • Monday, June 20, 2011

    The Real Soup Nazi


    He doesn't like to be called The Soup Nazi, but he does seem to like the catchphrase. The Soup Man wasn't in, but there was a stern looking woman that popped out when I arrived. She held up her index finger. I nodded with an unspoken understanding that I was to wait.



    Eventually, I ordered the large Turkey Chili. Footprints painted on the ground told me I was to order, step to the left and receive soup.

    And, yes, I got the free bread.