Winter in Johannesburg is unbearable. Personally, I can’t stand it. The endless layering of clothes because this is supposedly the pinnacle of fashion? Please. I’ve never bought into that.
My idea of a good winter day involves being wrapped in a warm blanket, indoors, with someone I love. And to crown it all: a bowl of hearty soup.
Now, I haven’t had soup in about five years (don’t ask—it’s personal, LOL), but recently, something changed. I was instantly transported back to childhood winters when my dad would make a quick snack—Knorr Cup-a-Soup.
It was so thick, I’d end up gulping it down in seconds. But fast forward to now, and I’ve discovered the real deal: Ina Paarman’s Soup.
Let’s start with the packaging—it’s sleek, compact, and practical. Easy to store, easy to open. The instructions are just as simple: 90 seconds in the microwave or 5 minutes on the stove. Honestly, with Joburg winters being so cruel and electricity prices on the rise, who wants to stand in front of a stove forever?
This is the kind of convenience we didn’t know we needed. Ina Paarman’s is revolutionising the way soup is made and that’s real innovation.
I went with the 90-second microwave option and chose the Creamy Mushroom Soup. The aroma alone had my neighbours wondering what was cooking. The taste? Rich, velvety, comforting, my tongue didn’t know what hit it. After years of avoiding soup, my taste buds were finally reawakened.
And let’s talk versatility. The packaging makes it perfect for on-the-go moments. For office workers battling unpredictable aircon temps, this is the winter survival hack you didn’t know you needed. A quick, warm snack that hits the spot every single time.
Ina Paarman’s isn’t just serving soup, it’s serving comfort.With this kind of innovation, I can already picture households across the country curling up on cold days, sharing warm moments over even warmer bowls.
I haven’t experimented much with it yet, but the recipes I’ve seen online? Pure temptation. I’m getting serious FOMO. I still have the Durban Curry flavour waiting in the wings. And yes, my brain immediately screams “chilli” when I see it (don’t judge me, LOL). The most important thing? I’m finally reunited with soup and it feels like coming home.





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