Comfort Food means different things to different people. For some, it’s mac and cheese. For others, it’s a warm bowl of chili. Your ultimate version might be meatloaf and mashed potatoes, grilled cheese and tomato soup or spaghetti and meatballs. Whatever it is, it might not be great for your body, but it sure as heck has magical, curative powers over your mind and soul.
The same could be said for Mike’s weapon of choice. Without fail, when Mike gets sick, he wants hot and sour soup. Whatever the ailment – exhaustion, a cold, or even the stomach flu – Mike wants hot and sour soup. After he woke up from an anesthesia-induced sleep from hernia surgery a couple of years ago, what was the first thing out of his mouth? “Let’s go to Teahouse.” What for, you may ask? Hot and sour soup, of course.
After a fitful night’s rest and an upset tummy, Mike stayed home sick today. On my way home, I asked Mike what he’d like for dinner. Here’s what he said:
What, you don’t think that looks like it would ail an upset stomach?
I took a stand, for my husband’s own good, against this mysterious packet that contains ingredients like “Poteto Starch” (not a typo), Dried Cloud Ear Mushroom and Hot Bean Paste. Instead, I made chicken soup. It was the good, homemade kind. Thanks to Rachel Ray’s easy recipe and a rotisserie chicken, it only took about 35 minutes to make. And I hope it was not only good for the mind and soul, but the body too.
Today, in the battle of Egg Flower Soup Mix vs. Homemade Chicken Soup, Chicken Soup won.
Until We Eat Again,
Two Happy Cooks