Always a fun time, huh?
The last few years, I've been getting into more natural forms of medicine unless whatever I have gets worse. That means starting to kill off whatever it is I've got (I really hope it's not the flu) before it gets the better of me. I was chatting with my dad yesterday, while he was taking a charter to a Speech competition, and he's coming down with something too. I bought a box of EmergenC, and my sister got me a rotisserie chicken at HyVee. Funny story. I actually wanted a whole fryer chicken, but didn't say that, I just said "Whole Chicken." It's amusing, but it did the trick, all the same.
Anyway, this soup is more of a throw everything into a pot, let it cook for an hour, and hope for the best. I think it worked out.
- 1 Rotisserie Chicken. Mine was BBQ, but you can't really taste any smokiness to it.
- 2 Cartons Chicken Stock
- 2 Heaping Tablespoons Mined Garlic.
- 2 T Olive Oil
- 2 Cups Frozen Carrots
- 2 Cups Frozen Spinach
- 1 Box Tri-Color Rotini
- Ground Pepper to taste
- Ground Ginger to taste
- Saute garlic in olive oil and add carrote and spinach. Cook until no longer frozen.
- Add the whole chicken to the pot, and chicken stock. Bring to a boil, lower heat and simmer covered for an hour.
- After an hour, with tongs, remove chicken. Use a slotted spoon to search for bones that might've fallen from the chicken.
- Bring soup back to a boil and add pasta and two glasses of water (It cooked down a LOT). Remove chicken from bones, and add back to the pot. Share chicken skin with your puppy, and he'll love you forever.
- Add pepper and ginger to taste, and feel much better.
It tastes good, but I haven't had a full bowl yet. Maybe in a little bit. It's been a totally lazy Sunday for me. I missed church because I didn't feel good, I didn't go to the gym, I've just been watching TV, and now I'm watching the remake of Carrie. Julianne Moore is MUCH creepier than Piper Laurie was. Everything else seems pretty similar to the original, except the teenagers seem much younger...Or I'm getting old.
Sadly, probably the latter...