The scene: our living room. Craig is sneezing, coughing, blowing his nose. He's not happy. He's feeling unwell. Me? I'm ok, I've avoided the cold so far. But I am sympathetic, I am suggesting he buy cold medicine, and then I suggest what my mother and grandmother would undoubtedly suggest if they were in the room too: "Chicken Soup."
As it happens, Craig is reading New York Magazine and stumbles across an article about the best soups in New York and a big full-page spread about The 2nd...
Published on December 21, 2009 18:10