Together, we host Tarot by the Mouthful: a mouthwatering, multi-media culinary tour through the world of Tarot.
Sublime recipes. Soulful stories. Essays, videos, interviews and delicious surprises.
Join us every Sunday for a new installment — and get ready to sip, slurp, crunch and savor your way through the entire Tarot deck!
This week: Nine of Swords
Nine of Swords: One look at this card and it’s clear what it’s all about: anxiety, worry, and sleepless nights. What are you losing sleep over? What nightmares are keeping you up at night? Are they real or a figment of your over-anxious mind? The Nine of Swords symbolizes mental stress, anguish, and sometimes a stab in the back. This card can also represent illness, rehab, or hospitals.
Kyle is out this week for Mother’s Day stuff – so it’s just me!
Theresa – Sick food
The Nine of Swords shows a figure sitting up in bed, head in hands, a picture of agony. That was me this week when I came down with a vicious cold. I’ve got a pretty strong immune system but this bug managed to get past my firewall and knock me clear off my feet.
I can safely say that this is the sickest I have been in years (other than two bouts of food poisoning).
I’m still dealing with a lingering cough – eight days after I first contracted this garbage.
When I am ill, my cooking goes on hold and there is only one thing that I want: Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup.
That salty, chicken-y broth with tiny slivers of chicken and slippery noodles. No other soup will do. I don’t want fancy Progresso or the even fancier “organic” stuff in cartons. I won’t even consider the “homestyle” Campbells. I want none of it.
I just want the old red + white can stuff that mom used to make when I was a little girl battling a cold.
Mom might have been the greatest soup maker in the world (she made homemade noodles for her chicken soup) but when a kid was home sick, she always pulled out the Campbells. It was easy for her and we liked it.
It’s the perfect “sick food” for a little kid – or an old broad like me who just isn’t up to the task of cooking and needs the kind of comfort that only comes in that can. As I l poured the soup into the pot with the requisite can of water, I knew that I would be feeling better as soon as that broth hit my parched throat.
I was right.
A few slurps and I was like a little kid, happy and feeling a smidge better. While a can of soup can’t take away the actual virus it sure can take away the misery a bit. Thanks, mom.
What do you cook when you’re under the weather or feeling blue? Share with me on Twitter @thetarotlady
Theresa and Kyle
© Theresa Reed | The Tarot Lady 2016
photos from personal collection and Jessica Kaminski
Hungry for more? Click here to explore the entire Tarot by the Mouthful series, from the very first card… right up to our latest installment. Bon appetit!