Food stuffs

So Ben is moving to California in a few weeks. I keep wanting to say I'll miss him, but we've only seen each other a handfull of times since I moved here. Still, though, we have a good time every time we eat together and I will miss that. Last night we went out for supper and I couldn't resist posting this. Can someone explain?

Tonight I tell my grandma the soup is really good, what is it? To which she replies, "wieners, vegetables, and beer."

Ah. No wonder!