Hey wait, it's not supposed to rain on the weekends, is it? As a cold, drizzly, non-stop, soaking-rainy weekend enveloped us, there were many questions to be asked: When will it end? Answer: Monday Night. Will we see the sun again? Yes, Tuesday morning. How much rain has fallen? 5.1 inches. Will the church Christmas caroling hayride be cancelled Sunday afternoon? The hayride was, but we still caroled at two nursing homes and the VA home.
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| And I wonder, still I wonder, who'll stop the rain? -CCR |
But the big question on that Saturday afternoon was: What can we eat that will warm us up both inside and out? Answer: Homemade Chicken Soup. Good for the body and soul. Let's get together some fresh ingredients (or fresh frozen: the chopped carrots were blanched and frozen last year.)
The big fat hen was also frozen after we butchered her this past spring. We had her boiling in the pot for a while, making a nice, rich broth.
I ventured out in the rain to the garden and picked a bunch of Swiss Chard, Kale, Bok Choy, and garlic chives...
The rain washed them down to where I didn't really need to run them under the faucet in the sink to clean them up.
Everything was chopped up and put in the big pot on the stove and allowed to simmer for the better part of the day. Some spiral pasta was added as well. The kitchen warmed up and smelled fantastic.
As a little something extra, Tricia sliced up some homemade corn tortillas, fried them and topped the soup with them. She also made some cheese toast to eat along with the homemade chicken soup.
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| A heart-warming and stomach pleasing meal |
I'd like to be able to sit here and tell you that I followed the rules of etiquette and ate this soup without slurping, but I wouldn't be being honest with you. Not only did I slurp, but I tilted the bowl to get the last remaining drops of deliciousness. It was a good day to eat homemade chicken soup and enjoy a lazy day indoors by the fireplace.
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