I’ve been laid up all day with a nasty cold, which is about the only thing that makes me not want to cook. I spent most of the day wishing I had homemade chicken noodle soup in the freezer, but I haven’t had time this fall to devote an entire day to cooking the bejeezus out of fifteen pounds of chicken. (When I make chicken soup, I really make chicken soup. Thanks for the ginormous stockpot, Mom!)
Luckily, I did have the foresight to make vanilla/chocolate/peanut butter swirl ice cream on Saturday. Nothing feels better on a sore throat!
I should probably have some more after supper tonight. Doctor’s orders… right?