It is the day after Christmas. Time to digest.
My family's tradition for the day after Christmas was chicken-escarole soup. After all the tasty, rich and wonderful holiday foods, we looked forward to this nourishing meal. It seemed to sooth the soul.
The task ahead is never as great as the power behind us. -------Alcoholics Anonymous
I sought my soul, But I was too tired to see. I sought my God But He eluded me. I sought my brother And found all three! -----Anonymous
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