Flu Season Comes to a Boil

The Lillith Blog (a feminist, Jewish Web site) has a post today on chicken soup. A vegetarian reluctantly gets pulled back into carnivorous ways via a pot of chicken soup prepared for her sick children. The author puts cauliflower into the soup, causing outrage from her mother. "It's supposed to be a clear broth! That's the whole point! Have I taught you nothing?"

The chicken soup controversy has made its way into our house as well. In the past when MacDad has feigned illness (cough . . . I'm sick. . . cough), he has been severely disappointed in me that instead of making him chicken soup from scratch, I get some from my parents freezer that my mother has made from scratch at some point during the last decade and stockpiled for such occasions.

My refusal to touch raw poultry should have been a clue to him that I was not eager to whip up a pot, but he was relentless that I learn how. If not for him, then for our (at the time) future children who deserve to be consoled by the Jewish penicillin.

When I've been sick (actually sick) MacDad has been kind enough to make a pot of chicken soup from scratch. But, he does it wrong and I don't like it. The Italian in him adds too much flavor.

Perhaps this could be the silver lining during this flu season. I contribute to the food-making in our family via chicken soup. If it happens I'll post a pick. You'll need to see it to believe it.