Hi friends. WOW. I’ve had a tremendously busy 10 days! Writing, singing, cooking, traveling, photo shoots and doing interviews. I don’t have enough hours in my day. And while I don’t need a drink, I do need something stimulating and exciting to keep me going! I have another set of 10 busy days coming up! Sigh.

Any suggestions!?

I told you in my last post that I had a really cool thing to share with you. Since I don’t want to lose you so early, you’ll have to wait ’til the end of this post to read!

Now, on to food!

CHICKEN SOUP FOR EVERY WILLING SOUL!

At my age, my mother shouldn’t have to fix her grown children, anything. Like croquettes when a certain child visits (wink, wink) or a special pot of green split pea (same child)… but every now and then, when the 4 grandchildren visit, abuela wants to act like a grandmother and spoil her babies’ babie’s. Under such circumstance, like tonight, I would have taken full advantage of what ever she was featuring. And though tonight’s dinner choice for the way too smart H. children was my favorite soup growing up, I was tasked with cooking la sopa myself. Mom just had right hand surgery and so she’s out of commission. Poor her…but that just means I get to cook a whole lot while I’m here.

How convenient. (believe me when I tell you that my creative juices have been flowing mad crazy since I’ve been on this visit–and my spoiled father is enjoying having a hot meal every night–something he wouldn’t have while my mom is handless)

This chicken soup is something my mother cooks when anyone is sick or when it’s really cold. Because the entire world has suffered from global warming, we haven’t really seen super cold days to justify a hot soup of sorts. But with a hearty bowl like this one, you really don’t need a reason. In fact, I remember my mom saying she’s just in the mood for it. Soup is one of those things everyone should love and is always good for you–not matter how you feel. Not to borrow the clichè, but chicken soup for the soul is vital.

Finally, after laboring for over an hour and fighting with my mom over our annoying differences in how we move in the kitchen (she’s OCD about dirty dishes and is very step oriented while I go with the flow and just make it all happen), the soup was done and I got to snapping pics. I was so excited when my mother (and that picky father of mine) dished out accolades for how tasty the soup was. It was right up there with my mom’s and really did look beautiful. Full of vibrant colors from all the vegetables like butternut squash (my fave) and even malanga.

I wasn’t going to be truthful, but honesty makes it really easy to remember when being questioned. So, I’ll admit I’ve never ever made my mom’s chicken soup–full of L.O.V.E! And boy was it EVA!! Talk about labor intensive stuff, though! All for them rowdy rug rat nieces and nephews of mine! They don’t even know what goes into feeding their little simple souls healthy food. One of them had the nerve to tell my mom he wanted box mac-n-cheese. I gave him that look and he could do nothing but quietly settle into his chair.

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My mom’s soup reminds me of how wonderful it is to have family! The time and patience involved in preparing dinner’s that are really healthy and beautiful is a clear indication of unconditional love. The feelings invoked are almost unparalleled, and for that, I’m so thankful.

Recipe follows below.

IN OTHER NEWS…

Thanks to Ben Herrera (no relation) over at What’s Cooking, I was given my first blog award for Excellence. Yay! I was tickled considering I don’t put myself up in the ranks of some of my favorite bloggers. I do enjoy writing and sharing my food with you all, but there’s still so much growing to do. The photography thing is the hardest and there is so much pressure to make ones own stand out among the hundreds of fabulous food photogs out there. I will keep doing what I do and will only get better- I promise. In the meantime, please do come back often, leave comments, suggestions and anything else you think I might be interested in…

AND FINALLY…

I had my first experience with food porn this weekend! LMAO! I wish my parents had video taped what was going on in the “studio” where we were shooting food! I had no idea it could get so..uhm…nasty & provocative… Things were going limp, losing momentum, people were getting tired, we needed lubricants, my photog asked my sis to “freak” the lighting and some other unmentionable occurrences. If my project requires me to sit through 4 more photo shoots like this past one, man I am in for some temptation! Jesus save me!!

I can’t share pictures, but I think you can imagine how things went down!

Enjoy our soup, from our full of love kitchen to yours…

If I had my way…. I’d be in love all over again, singing on stage 4 nights a week and would have my own cooking show.

AND YOU THOUGHT I FORGOT!

Because I don’t want to get in the habit of talking about my music and non-food related work/travel on FE, please click here to read the rest of MUSIC related post I mentioned at the top of this one. SORRY but I promise you’ll like it.