It’s been a rough ten days. I can’t remember the last time I felt so crummy. Really awful. And Dennis is sick, too. I haven’t posted because I honestly have barely cooked for all this time. We have no appetite and I have no energy.
But it was wonderful to open two quarts of hearty homemade chicken stock, add some noodles, carrots and celery, and have warm noodle-y chicken soup to nurse us back to health.
There are many times throughout the year when I appreciate the larder, but I can’t think of another time I felt so grateful to open a jar.
I’ll be back soon. I hope. Until then, I’ll be under a lap blanket in my comfy chair sipping hot soup and hoping for Spring.