Chicken soup is getting me through the cold that's clobbered me most of this weekend. Tasty. And I love the patterns formed by the thin layer of rendered fat on the surface of the soup.
Although I'm still bitter about being sick. And basically throwing money away for a dance workshop that I couldn't attend. Not to mention being unable to enjoy the beautiful spring weather. Hopefully I'll at least be well enough to see the client scheduled for tomorrow. (and even then, it's small consolation.)