Under a ton of stress, having the worst G.I. (as in stomach upset, etc) of my life and finding it very difficult to eat and keep anything down. My son went out to get dinner and I couldn't come up with anything that sounded okay to eat. He came home with a to go order of Red Robin's bowl of French Onion Soup. My son rides a bicycle everywhere and Red Robin's not too far from our home, but not right around the corner either... The soup arrived just hot enough to be palatable and tasty, no burning of the tongue and not so cold that I had to re-heat it in the (ugh) microwave in order to enjoy it.
To my pleasure the soup was topped with the traditional crusty bread slice and a thick slice of cheese that was melted perfectly - slightly gooey yet chewy too just the way its supposed to be, IMHO.
The broth was just a bit on the greasy side but that's probably where a lot of the incredible flavor comes from. The onions floating in the soup were cooked just a bit more than crisp-tender so they weren't soggy and slimy but rather kept their form and texture without that raw onion bite I detest so much.
The soup came with pita bread doused in garlic and cheese sprinkles. Yum, my tummy was not just satisfied but ecstatic and (in case you wonder) the soup stayed exactly where it was meant to stay, in my stomach... my apologies if you're eating a meal whilst reading this and have a vivid imagination...