I have not felt well at all since Christmas Eve. There. I thought maybe if I put it out there in the cyber universe, some AI (artificial intelligence) who had been monitoring my blog would send a medic drone that flew to my house and sprayed some “get better now” remedy as a test. (I would have given up all of my presents to feel better over the holidays)
That was completely out there, but I am grasping. It has been 1 month, yes Christmas Eve, that it all began with the dreaded scratchy, sore throat. A few hours later, the heat clouds circled behind my eyes as they welled up and burned like they had been exposed to nothing, but heat and sand for days. I sneezed, I coughed, I blew my nose and then…face turned to faucet and it wasn’t allergies. Ugh!
I made the infamous chicken noodle soup, which I had made the week prior for my boyfriend, who had also been sick for over 2 weeks to the point that his son and I monitored him as he slept. It had been 4 weeks for him and he still had a dry, rough cough. I thought I had avoided it. Nope! I still can’t breathe deeply without coughing and the cough is dry…so soup it is.
My mother made us chicken noodle soup as kids and it was a recipe she learned from my grandmother, Noemi, who is Mexican-American.
Egg noodles, chicken, carrots, celery, cumin, celery salt, paprika, garlic and chicken broth, salt and pepper. That’s it.
When you’re feeling like you just can’t get rid of the ick…Chicken Noodle Soup with cumin and a touch of celery salt. It may not be a cure, but is sure does calm the nerves and stifle the sniffles. Oh! A LOT of garlic. Just wait until you see how much.
RECIPE FOUND HERE
Enjoy! Take Care. Cuidate.