Its that time of year, when the weather is above freezing during the day, and below freezing at night. When I walk to work, I usually start sweating, so I remove my hat and unbutton my coat as much as possible. My Russian friends tell me that I am just asking to get sick. That is just an old wives tale, I thought. Perhaps they were right, as I’ve been a little under the weather lately. I stopped and picked up a jar of homemade soup from the grocery store. If an old wives tale can make me sick, another one can cure me. Nothing beats a bowl of good soup for kicking the common cold. This is wonderful stuff, and I am sure it is healing what ails me. I can’t be sure what kind of meat is in the soup; in Russia this is a fair question, but it sure is good!
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