Mom’s Chicken Noodle Soup

Mom’s Chicken Noodle Soup

My Mom made wonderful chicken noodle soup, so I think of her every time I make it. I pretty much make mine the same way she did. She taught me well. Since it a chilly, rainy day today, I decided to make some.

I don’t really have an exact recipe for this soup. So rather than writing out the recipe, I will tell you what I do- and what not to do. There is one pretty important thing about chicken noodle soup you should know- don’t cook the noodles in the soup. I know that sounds wrong. Trust me, if you cook your noodles in your soup you’ll end up with a goopy mess. Cook your noodles separately and add them when serving the soup. This does two good things. It keeps the noodles from getting overcooked and it lets each person add just the amount of noodles they like. Let’s face it some people just like a few noodles and others prefer a lot. This way each person gets their soup the way they like it.

So for directions here is what I do. I start with homemade chicken stock. Since I made the stock, I’ll have the chicken I used to make it. I cube up some of the meat and add it to the stock. I also add some diced onions, sliced carrots and sliced celery and let them simmer in the soup until tender. I sometimes add other veggies. Green beans or maybe a zucchini. I don’t get too crazy with the veggies here or it will become vegetable soup. I almost always remember to add some parsley. I love fresh ground pepper, too. Don’t put too much stuff in – you will be adding noodles after all. I cook my noodles and when the soup is ready to serve I warm them up a little- often just in a bowl in the microwave. That way the noodles won’t cool down your soup. I ladle the soup into bowls and put the noodles on the table so everybody can add their own. Seems to work out pretty well.

My Mother was so funny when eating this soup. She had to have it come out “even”. She’d be nearly finished and realized she was out of noodles- so she would add a few. But then she needed more broth so she would add more of that. This went on several times. At the end she always insisted she only had one bowl.

I loving memory of Irene Kubacki Strauss

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