Today I am grateful for soup. I am also very grateful to its precursor bone broth.
I have a wee touch of the flu and not appetite to speak of. Because of that I am weak, and it takes me awhile to form a thought as to what to do about it.
Yesterday morning I realized bone broth was just the thing. A few hours later, after a hot toddy and a nap, I wondered did I have any in the freezer?
The wondering took so much out of me that it took another nap to realize I had to make some.
I did that and in a few hours I was able to have a fortifying cup of broth.
Then I turned it into soup for us.
Bone broth is versatile that way, and for it I am grateful.
At times like this I think of what my Aunt Myrtle said,"Soup is good because it goes to all parts of you."
Thank you, soup.