Soup, or Salad?

I am on a quest. God is doing some refining, among that, a shift in the way we, the Hilton's, think and act toward food. So here's my current hurdle.

I do not like soup or salad.  Growing up, soups had zero flavor to my taste bud impaired mouth, and without any good texture to commend them to my palate, I pretty much steered clear. As my tastes have matured, I have come to appreciate tomato soup (assuming it comes alongside a yummy grilled cheese sandwich!), broccoli cheddar, and New England Clam Chowder (assuming they come in a warm bread bowl...do you see the pattern emerging?). Soups are an afterthought in my kitchen.

When asked, "Soup or salad?" I choose salad. But only because I have to. I ascribe to the belief that salad is good for you. It is a necessary precursor, a versatile side dish, or a pretty base to serve a meal on.  I once saw my grandmother order a salad  and then proceed to eat everything but the lettuce! She had the right idea! It's not that they can't be made with delicious ingredients, it's just that they are so tedious to eat! So it's not always a problem of taste or texture, but just boredom! I never feel satisfied after eating a salad.

But as I research new recipes and look for new and exciting habits to replace the old standbys, "Soup" and "Salad" seems to come up a lot. I don't know what to do with this.