I'm sick, y'all. At least I was sick when I decided to make this dish. Now, I'm on the recovery bandwagon.
One of the overarching reasons I decided to go with a chicken stew this week is that I was really feeling run down by the flu. The flu! After years of only experiencing colds during the winter months, the flu bug finally bit me. And it bit hard! I was incapable of making it to work for two whole days this week, and that's never happened in the 6 years I've had this job. I could barely even make it to the next room. It was bad. So a few days after I was able to move around freely, I conjured up this beauty.
I really don't make stews a whole lot. But I dug this recipe up from the NYTimes and decided I needed to make this for myself. What better way to provide comfort than through food? That's pretty much status quo for me. Don't act surprised.

