Oh man, you guys. I am a mad genius.
Growing up, I was always amazed by my mom's ability to throw some random leftovers together and make something more delicious out of them. She's mad wizard - Fact. I've been getting better at this skill since I've been cooking regularly (even though I almost always cook using some kind of recipe template because I love to explore - but leftovers are a different business.)
So anyway, I was always jealous, but I no longer need to be. I just made the best soup. (Though, lesbianest, soup is hard to fuck up. Sshhh.) However, since I'm a storyteller, let me guide you through the process of mad science:
Step 1: Realize that your husband is too lazy to tear chunks of fully-cooked chicken off the carcass to stuff into his face, and therefor your leftover roast chicken will just never get eaten if you don't step in. Decide to make soup out of it, even though Husband doesn't like soup, because you're hungry and lazy.
