I first came across this wonderful warming and rejuvenating soup one very, very miserable day.
All 5 members of the sporty family had been struck down with gastro…..all at the same time. I discovered it takes amazing strength of will to look after and clean up after a child, when you just
need want to lie down and suffer.
Our kind neighbors knocked on the door and delivered a pot of amazing chicken soup. The soup and the kindness that delivered it was a life saver….It was our “Fresh Horses to Ride” .
My neighbor has since given me the recipe and it has become a staple in our house. Particularly on cold, rainy nights, or when somebody is feeling a little poorly.
In support and solidarity with one simply amazing and inspirational blogger; Edenland (and because I know what it’s like to be swinging in the breeze!). I have decided to join with the Fresh Horse Brigade (or perhaps the Fresh Horse Stampede) and I have hand written the recipe.
Please forgive my many spelling mistakes, I am a simply awful speller. I fail miserably in the style department as I’ve never learnt how to do lovely cursive writing. I was never the sort of girl that dotted my 'i' with a heart. I couldn’t even find nice stationary and had to use a piece of copy paper. I guess I just am what I am….