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There really is nothing on this earth quite as disgusting as that layer that forms on the top of leftover chicken soup. It's slimy, white, and ... what was I saying?
Oh, yes, I remember one time I was at my dad's and he was sick and I made him chicken soup. For lunch the next day he just ate the leftovers cold. I was like, ew, at least heat it up so then it melts in with the soup. Though of course, I can't tell if it's worse seeing the scummy layer or knowing you're eating it slipped in between the carrots and the bowtie pasta. I prefer to scrape it all off in the trash first...
In case you couldn't tell, I had leftover chicken soup for lunch.

Tonight I'm making gnocchi. I was going to make tuscan chicken gnocchi soup, but last night I used the chicken in the soup, so instead we're just having gnocchi. with ragu. Personally, I am not a fan. Especially because one time, back in Nevada before Bridgette became a psycho freak, she and I were hanging out one day and then I came home to find mom had made dinner. It was gnocchi in this...er...I don't even know what it was. Like, mushed up basil leaves and there was ground beef and I don't even know, I actually refused to eat it. Ever since I use gnocchi for soup only, though I guess I have to make an exception tonight.

This blog made me hungry.
I want graham crackers.