I have been every kind of eater in my life, I’ve been vegan, vegetarian, pescatarian, full blown carnivorous cave woman and everything in between. I’m generally led by what my body is craving and almost always refuse to label my dietary choices, for once you tell someone you don’t eat meat, then it becomes a really big deal when you do. My feeling is we should be led by what makes our bodies and our minds feel good. I have very strong feelings about the kind of meat I am happy to eat, about farming practices and the importance of regenerative farming in the climate crisis we are living through. Essentially, I don’t tend to eat meat unless I get a deep and specific craving for something, in this case, chicken noodle soup. And when that happens, I go to my butcher and buy the best quality chicken thighs I can afford and see it as a once in a while luxury. I have no interest or desire to consume meat daily, nor can I afford to when I don’t feel comfortable buying cheap, factory farmed lesser quality produce. This is a system that works for me, I don’t feel guilty for eating meat when I do, because I buy the best and I take responsibility for where it comes from, and I don’t do it all that often. The one thing that I really miss and always, without fail, crave when I am sick, is chicken noodle soup. My favourite variety being a Vietnamese-ish pho style soup. Lots of aromatics, slick with glossy chicken fatty stock, slippery rice noodles and HEAPS of thinly sliced scallions, golden garlic & sesame. To me, there isn’t much this soup couldn’t heal; the flu, a bad cough, covid, a broken heart - it’s just correct on all levels.
So I hope you enjoy this recipe, save it up for a day when you really need it, and the broth will take care of the rest.
Sending love, Rosie x
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