Sometimes I cook something and I can’t tell if

Sometimes I cook something and I can’t tell if it’s delicious or not.

I came across Dill Pickle Soup, somehow, and while I don’t like the actual flavor of pickles, I do like the smell and the flavor of the pickling juice. And it’s basically just a potato soup with a light vinegar base. So I decided I’d make the recipe, and I finally got round to making it.

I left the actual pickles out of the recipe because that seemed like it would make it a bit strong, and I was right. Because the finished product tasted basically like pickle juice with the texture of potato soup. Which is fine because, as indicated, I liked pickle juice. And I also like potato soup.

But it was a bit one-note, so I added some more Old Bay and a bit of garlic powder as well, and that adds complexity, but I still can’t tell if it tastes good or not. It has a flavor! Do I like the flavor? I don’t know! (Should have cooked a bunch of chopped up bacon and used the fat instead of butter, also should have added less pickle juice.) 

Also I made half a recipe because holy crap the Noble Pig recipe makes a VAT of soup, like ten or twelve cups of soup. Half a recipe will still feed me for probably two weeks, if I choose to eat it.

Will I choose to eat it? WHO CAN SAY.

Nessie Ladle likes it, though.

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