Small soup and salad today. The soup (vegetable soup, the only one I eat from there, fresh on Mondays and leftover on Tuesdays) was thicker than usual, with a more bitter taste, but it could simply have cooked for longer. The salad was not made by the old lady, so rather than having one scoop of each type of vegetable added, the server carefully picked out vegetables from the trays one by one. They must be in trouble if giving me an extra carrot slice or olive would break the bank. Still, a tasty lunch.