How Southern Are You?

How Southern Are You?

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Dinner @ Cafe 4, Knoxville

Chicken and waffles. I've never! Surely carrots round it out?

Dinner @ Downtown Grill and Brewery, Knoxville

Pizza with homemade queso sauce, Mexican veggies, sliced mushrooms and mozzarella cheese. Choice of marinated steak (chosen) or chicken.

Darkness Falls Across the Land

Chicken soup is just one in an arsenal of defenses against whatever is sucking my soul. Believe it or not, SAD exists and it has hit me especially hard this year. All these other happy, happy bloggers and twitterers just remind me that I am not and push me further under the covers. The current unfortunate schedule is a listless day at work, followed by a nap until 8:00 or so, then dinner, and back to bed. Bed is currently the safest refuge, with flannel sheets and kittehs and peaceful dreams.

At any rate, tonight I made chicken noodle soup, which came with the sad realization and moment of truth that sometimes you're just making do with lasagna noodles. At least there is celery, and carrots, and real chicken and herbs and cream. There is no cheery picture (read: sad Iphone picture). There's just a warm full belly headed off to bed, perchance to dream.