A Little Under The Weather

Hi! It's that time of year again.

The aches.

The pains.

The sore throat, tender ears and headache.

Is it just the change in pressure (weather is turning to rain around here) or is it a cold coming on?

Today started as any other day, but about half way through Math this morning i realised i needed so Pajamas-All-Day-Long Soup--for the sheer fact that it's broth is so comforting on my throat, if for not the reason that it is just a darned fine soup for Fall.

And since it's getting to be cold/flu season, i thought i would share the recipe. It comes from a dear friend i see not often enough, whom i met through the breastfeeding support group at our local hospital.

You'll need:

3-4 cups chicken broth

1 cup thin egg noodles (my friend is Jewish, so i think the noodles she is referring too can be found in the "ethnic" section of the grocer--fat noodles work, they're just more labour-intensive for the poor sicky.) :o)

tofu or chicken, to your liking

a 10 oz pkg of frozen spinach

an egg, scrambled

and 2-15+ cloves of garlic, depending on whether you feel under the weather or not.

Bring the broth and minced garlic to a boil. Add the noodles and cook till done. Add spinach and bring back to a simmer. Add your egg, stirring the soup while pouring, then finish off with your tofu or cooked chicken. If you're dealing with a stuffy nose or sinus issues of any kind, i've also added a mess of red pepper flakes to the pot (a mess being whatever you can typically handle in spicy food...for me, that's about 2 star or 1 tsp.) ;)

Now, i know, you're thinking "what kind of loving wife would willingly ingest soup made with 15 cloves of garlic and greet her hubbie at the end of the day oozing such rankness." My hubbie made a comment once...i asked him, "Would you rather kiss someone with extreme garlic breath, or would you rather miss the kissin' for a few days while your wifie pooh recovers from the crud?" If you have a tender lovin' hubbie, you know what his answer will be.

Of course, he is right.

After drinking a pot or two of this soup in a few days, you could theoretically knock off Dracula himself all the way in Old Transylvania just by whistlin' a few bars of "Pennsylvania 6-5000" from your couch in your living room.