Welcome to another 99-word drabble in response to the prompt provided by Charli over at Carrot Ranch: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about comfort food.
I’m featuring one of my own from my childhood – with a dystopian twist.
Soup
I crumble six crackers into the bowl. Six crackers per ladle, just like Mom used to make.
Steam rises off the red liquid as I pour it. A stray drip hits my glove. I wipe it on my blanket.
I carry my bowl to the sofa and peek outside, trading heat for daylight. Snow covers the ruins. Brisk air blows through the broken pane.
I drop the window covering and hold my bowl near my face. The warmth and smell take me back. Laughter echoes in my memory.
Shaking, I take a spoonful.
Just like Mom used to make.
Allison Maruska 
Oh I love this one. I often wonder at the power of certain foods to take us back in time, bridge gaps between our present and our past. Great job here.
And there is nothing quite like a bowl of tomato soup on a snowy day…delicious.
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Thanks! I agree about the soup. 🙂
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What ruins? I am intrigued. 🙂
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Let’s call that one of those “the reader decides” things… 😉
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I’ve enjoyed all of these 99 word stories. This one really resonated with me.
Really good job.
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Thanks! I think I’ll submit this one to The Drabble…
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Looks like tomato soup. Fresh or canned?
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Probably canned. 😉
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Never a better time for comfort food.
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I agree.
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You used the comfort of food to to drive the story and bridge what was once normal with wondering what happened. Great use of the prompt!
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Thanks! 🙂
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Sounds like someone wants their mommy in this story.
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Something like that. 😉
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