Chicken and Rice Soup

During the height of my illness, my dude had to bring me drugs. Along with it came two cans of Cambell's chicken and stars soup. Now, there will always be a special place in my heart for their chicken noodle (except the double noodle which was evil), but chicken and stars ain't cutting it. And it was really sweet after all. Not like I could ask him exactly what he thought I was going to do with two cans of chunky, grease-flavored water. So I ate them. And the entire time I ate them, I wondered why the hell I was doing it.

So now that my sickness is mostly gone and I don't have to go for fast food twice a day, I made my own chicken soup. Though admittedly it's not that great. I'm starting to question my Joy of Cooking and it's take on what chicken should taste like. I think some of the authors may have been stoned. And yet, leaps away from Cambell's. I won't add the recipe, because I don't recommend it and I'm sure there are better ones out there. I will, however, say that the yellow grease on top mixed nicely with blue food coloring to make the rice look like mold. It's funny for me at least.