At some point last year, I bought a big pack of frozen chicken breasts. I know it was last year because I've only been buying whole chickens this year. I say "at some point" because fuck if I can remember when it was. Maybe last summer? Or Spring? It's been a long damn time. Anyway, I'm out of fresher meat, and there were two breasts left in the bag that didn't look too terrible, so I'm eating those for a couple days. I decided to make some soup, because, yeah, it's late May and getting pretty warm in general around Memphis, but we've got thunderstorms cooling shit off, so soup didn't sound too terrible. Sticking with the veggies from my $25 Kroger run last weekend, I went with diced radish, diced mushroom, whole cherry tomatoes, sliced carrot, diced yellow bell pepper, roughly chopped spinach, and crushed and sliced garlic for the soup. While the KISS rule is generally good to follow in any case, it is even more so with soups in my opinion. ...
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