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You are a sensualist of the first order and the same may be said of your writing. I'm so hungry for a good soup my stomach is growling.


Hmm...I never thought of making chicken soup without the bones--though the mess and labor--and well, the fleshiness of it--often deters me from making it at all.

What a little revolution you have created in my mind. I could make good, tasty chicken soup, just by chopping up chicken breasts. I could do it anytime I wanted to...

Ron Sullivan


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