When people are under the weather or facing health challenges, there is often nothing you can do for your fellow human but to make them something delicious and comforting to eat. It’s not much, but it’s something, especially if you pour your love and healing thoughts into every turn of the spoon.
This week, a family member is having some surgery, and they made a special request for servings of my Potato Cheddar soup to aid their recovery. I was happy to oblige. I made two pots today; one packed up and shared, and the other I kept warm for our own dinner. It’s a delicious soup that doesn’t demand you be under the weather to enjoy. But, as it turns out, our resident construction worker has a head full of sniffles today, and it sounds like he swallowed a squeaker. I laddled up a big bowl for him, hoping it would also work a little magic for his ailing.
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