Chicken Soup
Chicken soup = self-reliance. The last time I was sick, I whined and whined about how I didn't have anything to eat and I didn't want to go to the store and I was too achy to get dressed and I was huuu-uuungry. I wanted chicken soup.
In the pits of self-pity, with a recipe from who-knows-where, I made chicken soup from scratch using two chicken breasts with thigh meat and skins (obviously, I managed to get to the store). I ate tons, froze the rest, and thought Voila! This is how single people do it. [In fact, I do not believe this is true; I believe that single people merely whine to their friends.]
Chicken soup = Someone Loves Me.
Ingredients:
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In the pits of self-pity, with a recipe from who-knows-where, I made chicken soup from scratch using two chicken breasts with thigh meat and skins (obviously, I managed to get to the store). I ate tons, froze the rest, and thought Voila! This is how single people do it. [In fact, I do not believe this is true; I believe that single people merely whine to their friends.]
Chicken soup = Someone Loves Me.
Ingredients:
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 2 split chicken breasts with thigh meat and skin (mine have bones in them, still)
- 1 small onion, diced
- 2 cloves of garlic
- 2 stalks of celery, chopped coarsely
- Couple of carrots, chopped coarsely
- Salt & Pepper
- "Stuff" -- I like tomatoes, squash, and a bit of lime in my soup
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