I made a chicken soup.
Whole chicken
Chayote
Potato
Carrot
Culantro
Sweet red pepper
Onion
That’s it. I barely added salt.
I don’t know what it is… but that combination of flavors melts away stress, coughs, and drains my sinuses well.
Is it the soup? Or is it the nostalgia of chicken soup when you’re sick?
Sometimes art has that effect. It’s not the form or the piece, but it’s the nostalgia that makes all the difference.
