Give me soup every day of the week and I'm in a good mood. For lunch soup with a small salad, in the evening a hearty variant with some bread to dip; I'm a soup woman. The only thing that sometimes stops me from being a soup woman is making the soup.

Our Daniëlle suddenly brought these cozy glass bottles to the editorial office this week. At noon, she warmed up the microwave and suddenly there was a nice paprika-tomato-and-more soup on the table. On day two it was something with carrots and herbs, on day three pumpkin. Don't get me wrong, I also had a pumpkin soup as a side for the salad, but I had spent three hours on Sunday slaughtering the pumpkin myself. Daan acted like it was nothing. And what turned out? It was nothing. She had gotten the Philips Soupmaker at home, a device where you put everything in and then soup comes out. Now you might think: isn't that the same with a blender? But no. The Soupmaker produces a ready-made soup, but fresh, hot, and without added junk. Just on one side, boom, everything in, on the other side a steaming bowl of soup. In eighteen minutes. What an invention.