It is interesting that my first post on my new blog dedicated to my stress relief, should be about chicken soup and not the IT Systems that make my life so much fun.
Today, my wife gave me some chicken soup for lunch. A very kind and thoughtful gesture, most would concur. However this was home made chicken soup and it was her mums recipe.
Let me give you some background info. Two weeks ago, during one of her visits, my mother-in-law decided that 'we' should make some chicken soup from the left over carcass of our sunday meal. 'We should boil them bownz' was her exact phrase. And why not, she used to do it all the time when money was scarce and every morsel of food had to be stretched.
Now, let me just digress here - I'm all for saving money, being frugal and making the most of things, but when I was presented the next day at work with an unmarked tupper-ware container, I feared we had gone beyond money-saving. Inside, was the result of four hours of painstakingly boiled chicken bones - a murky liquid with some chopped carrots and celery floating around. After sampling a small amount of the carrot-water, i had to dispose of the rest -but being the 'civilized' person I am, I didn't say anything that evening and simply saluted the lunch with a grunt while putting the tupperware into the dishwasher.
Her mum went home, and I thought that was the end of it.
On Sunday night, we ate the other half of the chicken.
On Monday night we had a strangely familiar carrot-celery-and-rice mixture in a murky watery liquid.
My wife asked me 'how was dinner' with a look of concern on her face. I gauged her question and decided to risk it. 'It was... ok' i replied with a look of 'ahh.... so-so, lets not have this again'.
She thoughtfully nodded, 'mmm... it was a little bland... i still have some left for your lunch. I'll add some curry powder to give it some flavour, unless you don't want it.'
Now, I've been married for 6 years (I think - different topic i may blog on later as to why, i only THINK its 6 years) - and I've learned, as many men do, to pick up on the subtle questions designed to initiate another more question-intensive conversation. So I replied 'Sure.' - leaving it as open as possible.
This morning I got up early so that I could get to the office to move some users workstations around -I actually had
to do this (I stopped doing it just for sport last year) I wasnt just avoiding my wife, and in the fridge was that unmarked tupperware container next to some buttered bread.
So, back to todays lunch. I removed my steaming hot bowl of chicken-curry-soup from the microwave at the office, trying to shield its young but naive flavourful smells from the other co-workers and protect it from the prying glances of 'Oh my God-Whats that?' and 'WTF?'.
I would conclude that the curry powder definitely added flavour as my wife had intended, I can still feel my mouth burning two hours later, and the addition of some rice this time gave it some substance.Final Verdict:
Its not much to look at and presentation scores low, but once you get past the initial burning, it tastes OK.Warnings
the addition of curry powder makes this soup a powerful, permanent asset marker - don't splash or apply to servers without a template or stencil cut-out.