The other evening at a much beloved local restaurant, Ruby was offered a bite of some broccoli cheese soup, and turned up her nose as if she had just been offered a cat turd. Cecilia begged for another taste, but not Rubes, oh no. And I said, "But it has things you love: broccoli and cheese, and you love soup!" And, looking annoyed, responded with, "The only soup I like is pho."
And she pronounced it correctly.
Snob.
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