Soup in a pouch? That’s right- a pouch you throw in the microwave and nuke ’til it’s fevered enough for Goldilocks. Muy caliente, osa menor! What you do with it next is your business. Me? I’m thinking I’ll use the hot bag o’ goodness to bring feeling back to my hammies after my ice bath. Then I’ll jab a wide-gauge Slurpee straw in the thing and suck it down like I’m siphoning $5/gallon gas from an abandoned SUV in a post-apocalyptic hellscape. Mmmm! Soupy goodness!