Chicken Soup Quotes

“Secret to what?"
"Secret to shutting you up," he said. "I just have to beat you till you're half-dead, then give you chicken soup and"--he raised his hands--"blessed silence.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Burns

“Mr. Megishima has already begun the broth.
First he minced some garlic...
and then onion, red bell peppers and perfectly ripe tomatoes, building a flavor with a deeply complex acidity and body."
"What sort of stock did you choose?"
"Chicken. Already got it going in a stockpot.
In fact...
... it should be just about ready."
"MMMMMM!"
"Just the scent of that stock is enough to make you fidget in anticipation!"
"Man, I'd totally be happy just pouring that over some white rice and chowing down!"
"With the base stock ready, I'll add the veggies I cut up...
... along with some drumettes and other stuff.
Now to let 'em simmer in the pot until their flavors meld together. Then the broth'll be done."
"Another point to watch is the Char Siu pork he put together a moment ago. He made certain to rub it with a certain marinade before binding it."
"A special marinade?"
"Yes. It was made with garlic, soy sauce, sugar, sake, and one more intriguing ingredient...
PEANUTS!
Those, I believe, will be the key to his entire dish!
"?!
Holy crap! What the heck is with that overflowing giant tub of red peppers?!"
"Yes... he will use peanuts...
... to bring out every last drop of deliciousness red peppers possess!”
― Yuto Tsukuda, 食戟のソーマ 26 [Shokugeki no Souma 26]

“I would need flour for the chocolate cake, of course. But also ingredients for chicken soup; a person cannot live of chocolate cake alone.”
― Sally Andrew, Recipes for Love and Murder

“The rich smells of long-simmered chicken, onion, and garlic curled around us, and Nicole hummed with every mouthful. Ten seconds later, my stomach hissed in protest. "Can I taste it?"
Nicole pulled out a second spoon from under the placemat.
From the first spoonful, the warmth of the rice porridge soaked into my bones. It was care in a bowl, and the tears that surged up almost choked me.
"Ellie?" Her voice was as cozy and comforting as the stew.
No, I was tired of crying. "I like the ginger and the citrus in this," I managed.
She smiled. "Exactly. It's got to have the calamansi lime juice in it to make everything else sing. But Nanay swears it's all about the chicken.”
― Sarah Chamberlain, The Slowest Burn