Madam, thats actually bouquet garni. It adds flavour to your soup!
Waiter, there's a sealed packet of sugar in my soup!
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
Yes, that's something our chef is experimenting with: adding both sweetener and fiber!
Waiter, there's a rabbit's foot in my soup!
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A rabbit's foot is your free good luck charm which you will be needing to wear when by your attire, advertising your state preferences, I can see you are about to attend the State of Origin match to be held at the nearby stadium.
Waiter! There is a goose's bridle in my soup!
Our apologies, madame - one of our chefs got careless with the tack for her transportation into work.
Waiter, there's a basket in my soup!
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Yes. Some like to dunk their bread in the soup, so the chef decided to aid you by pre-soaking the entire basket.
Waiter, there’s a bib in my soup.
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Sorry sir, but you seem to have dropped your own bib into the soup, as you leant forward to prevent splashing yourself.
Waiter, there's a bookmark in my soup.
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
Our apologies, madame - our chef likes to read as he cooks.
Waiter, there's a thumb drive in my soup!
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Oh I apologise, the new waiter misunderstood when Chef jokingly said to put his thumb in it when he carried it.
Waiter, there's a bottle-cap in my soup!
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
I understand that the chef is taking up a collection for charity, using bottle caps as tokens, which, if you get the right one, can be redeemed at that posh jewellery store next door for your choice of high fashion costume jewellery.
Waiter! There is a whole canteen of that new environmentally friendly bamboo cutlery in my soup!
Yes, madame. It's so environmentally friendly that we thought you might like extras!
Waiter, there's a miniature model of the Eiffel Tower in my soup!
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Now isn't that really a fantastic way to present French Onion Soup? Plus I see the model is a keyring, you might find useful. Enjoy!
Waiter! There is a relay baton in my soup!
Yes, madame - it means you're it!
Waiter, there's a cake plate in my soup!
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Of course there is a cake plate in your soup! It is for the gorgeous birthday cake that is to follow your main meal. Happy birthday, & a good year 2022 to 2023!
Waiter, there is a didgeridoo in my soup!
@Valiantarcher: Yes, madame - it means you're it!
Ouch! I changed the question to something I thought would be more generic. Never mind! The Birmingham Commonwealth games really looked good.
Yes, the chef is recruiting for his band. I hope you play better than our last patron...
Waiter, there is a postage stamp in my soup!
We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
Yes, we thought you might like use it to mail the letter you write out of the alphabet noodles in your soup.
Waiter, there's a kettle in my soup!
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.