The Breadbowl: Ruining your Meal Since 1937

If there's 2 things San Francisco has plenty of, it's gay dudes who are so physically jacked they make straight dudes (like me) look like women...


... and delicious clam chowder in sourdough breadbowls.


Here's what I've learned: the breadbowl is a hoax. Not unlike Global Warming, premium channels and the female orgasm.
You see, the breadbowl is no different from a ceramic bowl, or even a plastic bowl. It's a temporary holding location for the soup until the soup can be transported to your mouth, usually via spoon. In a sense, it's like soup escrow. But the bonus is the escrow account is a flaky and delicious piece of sourdough bread to be enjoyed long after the soup transfer has occurred.
The problem is it looks bigger and significantly more delicious than, say a mug of Campbell's Tomato, duping the innocent soup purchaser into paying more. In reality they're probably getting less soup and that delicious flaky sourdough escrow account has turned into a cold hard hockey puck of non-interest-earning dissatisfaction, to be unceremoniously discarded with regret.

Bet you were wondering how I was gonna tie that all together. And yes, for those of you keeping track at home, that is 2 posts in a row with drawings of bears in bondage gear. Aim Low Kid rules!!