How I Torture K-ster

My favorite meal is chicken soup.  I especially like the way my mother makes it but I like my version too.

I always thought it took a whole day to prepare but I've since learned a quick way to make it.

Today, I was really craving soup and didn't want to take the time to make it.  I went to the store and looked at every kind of chicken soup available and all of them have crazy sodium and weird ingredients.  I was most sad to see MSG as an ingredient.

I decided to bite the bullet and make it myself, but I was pretty hungry, so I had to nibble along the way.

My Chicken Soup:

A couple of chicken breasts
6-12 carrots
half a bunch of celery
onions (which I completely forgot tonight!)
chicken stoc

I don't use bouillon because it always gets funny with moisture before I use it and I don't like to put a bunch of sodium like that into my soup.  I like chicken stock better.

I cut the chicken into bite size pieces and toss them into the pan with oil and cook them.  Then I cut up the carrots and celery ( and onion when I remember) and toss them in.  I let it cook for a while and then add the chicken stock and bring it to a boil.  Then I let it simmer until I'm ready.  It could be an hour or several hours.

I don't usually put rice or noodles in because I find that it gets kind of thick and gelatinous from all the starch.  Today, I had a bunch of rice left over, so I did.  I have also made noodles later and added them when I ate it but didn't put it in the whole sound.

I always make plenty to store for later and will freeze it if I have enough.

So how do I torture k-ster?  He hates it.  He hates soup.  He hates chicken soup.  I haven't really figured it out.  I think it might be the celery he hates and not the soup.  I make a chicken dish that has a lot of celery in it and is definitely NOT soup and he usually tells me it smells like soup and he doesn't like it.

I love celery so it's really hard for me to imagine not using it.

I've tried bribing him with some delicious rolls but it doesn't work.  He see right through my rolls and reminds me that soup isn't a meal because he's just drinking his meal if he eats soup.  No man can just have soup for supper, he says.

Sigh.

All the more for me, I guess!

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