Saturday, July 6, 2013

Sometimes you just need soup

I rarely get sick... but this week has been a doosey.  (Did I just use the word doosey?!? I must still be a little under the weather.)  So I was very glad to have started out the week right by fortuitously making a huge pot of chicken and vege soup.  I didn't know how much I was going to need it.  I made it because the weather has been horrid here last week and was cold and wet.  All I wanted to do was curl up on the couch with a blanket and a big bowl of home cooked soup.


I love soup.  I love making it.  I love experimenting.  I love that it is almost impossible to get it wrong.  I can't say this is a special recipe handed down from generation to generation.  It's not something from a famous chef's cook book.  It's really just a bit of this and a bit of that that I've thrown into a pot, but it sure tastes good and is a go to meal for us in winter.
Oh and because it's chicken soup it's good for the soul... or so they say.  All I know is that I was grateful I'd made so much of it and I ate every last bit.  Here's to restoring both my soul and my body.