I cannot bear to throw away a chicken carcass (even if it's quite small) and always make stock to add to leftover veg or fresh veg or beans or virtually anything edible that needs recycling. So we usually have delicious soup on the go.
My mother always made stock, so she was my mentor. But we all thought she had gone a bit far when she put a big slab of left-over sponge cake into the soup. Yet it turned out to be utterly delicious. Egg, sugar and flour. A top chef could do worse than follow suit.
Desperately sad story of the assisted suicide of a grieving mother
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