Cauliflower Soup

The Retired Couple moved into The Boulevarde and quickly made friends with their closest neighbours. The wife was a lovely cook and every weekend would cook soup for her husband to eat throughout the week. Each weekend The Young Mother would smell a delicious aroma wafting over the fence.
One particular day the aroma was amazing and she called over the fence to ask the name of the soup being cooked.
“Oh that’s Cauliflower soup, one of hubby’s favourite soups. It smells quite strong as it has mainly cauliflower and onions in it but it does taste really nice.” she replied.
“Could you share the recipe with me?” asked The Young Mother. “I’m always looking for new recipes and I think the family would love this one!

A few weeks later The Young Mother woke early one Saturday morning while the family were still asleep. Realising she had a busy day ahead with the children attending their different sporting activities she decided she would prepare dinner.
“Hmm I think I’ll have a go at that Cauliflower soup, " she thought to herself.
“I have all of the ingredients and it will be an easy meal to serve at the end of the day.”
So in between putting on loads of washing and cleaning she set about preparing the vegetables for the soup. Eventually with all the ingredients in the pot she set the soup to simmer.
“ Hmmm it does have a rather strong smell. I suppose that’s to be expected with cauliflower and onions not to mention some garlic.
It’s the same smell as when Mrs. Retired Couple makes her soup. Maybe it doesn’t smell as strong then because it’s wafting over the fence. I’m sure it’s okay. I’ll let it simmer a while longer. “

As she set about cleaning up the kitchen she was startled by the sudden appearance of her daughter who was looking very distressed, pulling at her hair while sniffing at her armpits.
“Whatever’s the matter? “asked The Young Mother “What on earth are you doing? Are you sick? What’s wrong with your armpits?”

Just then the other daughter scrambled into the kitchen looking confused and pulling at her clothes.
Both of the daughters started wailing at the same time, “Something’s wrong, I must be sick, oh my God it’s terrible. I can’t stand it! The smell, the smell it’s terrible!”

With that they both ran for the bathroom pushing and shoving in an attempt to be the first into the shower.
The Young Mother followed them wondering how both of her daughters could have lost their minds and gone crazy at the same time.
“Just stop both of you, everything is okay, slow down and tell me what’s upsetting you.”

“It’s the smell, I woke up and my bedroom smelt terrible,” said the first daughter.
“Yes, I think I must be sick because my bedroom smells awful, I thought I’d pooped my pants,” wailed the second daughter.
“ I need a shower,” cried the first daughter.
“So do I, I can’t wait ” wailed the second daughter.
“ Let me just check your rooms,” said The Young Mother as she tested their foreheads for fever and checked to see if their eyes were glassy.
After entering both bedrooms and watching the girls sniffing the air, pulling at their clothes and generally looking quite offended by the stench of their individual rooms, The Young Mother started laughing to the point that she couldn’t speak.
Both daughters were shocked by her reaction to their sudden illness and began wondering if she too had the beginnings of the same sickness.
“Follow me,” she gasped as she led them into the kitchen and pointed to the soup simmering on the hot plate.
“It’s the Cauliflower soup you can smell!” she said as she began laughing again.
“The soup! It’s awful. The smell is awful, it woke me up, I thought I was dying!” shouted daughter number one.
“ I woke up and couldn’t work out why I smelt so bad,” Said daughter number two.
With that Hubby wandered out, “What on earth is that smell?” he asked crinkling up his nose. “It smells like a dead dingo’s donger”, he stated with  all the authority of someone who had smelt such a thing.
“It’s your dinner for tonight so stop protesting and go and open all the windows in the house.” exclaimed the Young Mother.

After much grumbling and with accusing stares cast her way everyone set off to open windows so the aroma could be dispersed.
Later that night after serving the soup for dinner and firmly encouraging the family to at least taste the soup they all agreed that it was tasty and they had enjoyed eating it.

However the family elicited a promise from The Young Mother that she would warn them next time she was going to make Cauliflower soup so all windows could be opened and they could exit the house!