I've blogged before about some of the craziness at the food service kiosk in my office building. If you haven't read about it before, please start there.
Anyway, today I decided to stop down there to see if they had anything non-disgusting and was fairly unimpressed until I saw the soup.
Me: What kind of soup is that?
Food Service Lady (FSL): Um. (puzzled look on face) Let me think...Creamy tomato. With tocatta.
Me: (mentally trying to process the word "tocatta") Um...
FSL: Would you like to taste some?
Me: Why, yes, I would!
It was good. It tasted somewhat like the creamy tomato basil soup that I sometimes make. I purchased some. Then I came upstairs to my desk and promptly opened up dictionary.com to try to ascertain the definion of "tocatta". Nothing.
Then I was talking to Hayden and asking her if she had ever heard of tocatta.
Me: Oh, the lady at the kiosk said this soup has tocatta in it and I don't know what that means.
Her: They put some pretty interesting things in their soup. Last week they had a soup with fish in it.
Me: OH GOOD LORD! YOU DON'T THINK TOCATTA IS FISH, DO YOU?
Anyway, eventually I ran across some RICOTTA cheese in the soup and had a breakthrough. The FSL meant Ricotta, not tocatta.
I'm so relieved. I hate fish.