I’ve been thinking about kids a lot lately. Maybe it’s the binge watching of Jane the Virgin I’ve been doing on Netflix. Or the influx of kids out playing on the sidewalks this weekend now that the temperatures in New York have hit the 90’s. But I know the underlying reason is it’s the biggest issue my boyfriend and I seem to butt heads on.
When I returned home to an empty fridge and rainy weather after a long weekend in Seattle for Burlycon, I knew it was time to break out the slow cooker. One of my favorite go to’s this time of year is my mothers Southwest Chicken Soup. Everytime I go home to visit I request that she make a pot.