Not Just Any Bone Broth

My son has gone to bed early for the last three nights. He's been plagued with headaches and an on-again, off-again, queasy stomach.

Now my husband and daughter are showing signs of something resembling a cold or flu virus.

You know what that means in the Parker House? Chicken soup, otherwise known as bone broth! Yes, it's my favorite thing and I never tire of using it as a secret weapon in my arsenal against illness.

I use it so much, I even gave bone broth its own chapter in my second book.

I always knew my Nana’s chicken soup made me feel better. I’m sure part of it was that she would dote on me and "tsk-tsk" at whatever was ailing me.

The attention combined with the steamy bowl filled with her love, went a long way in putting me back on the wellness path. LIttle did I know how much of what made me feel better wasn’t, in fact, her attention (although it didn’t hurt) but what was in the soup itself.

Bone broth has been around for centuries

There is even an old South American proverb “good broth will resurrect the dead” and I find that to be a pretty fair statement. Whenever any of my family members start complaining of cold or flu-like symptoms, I break it out and make up a good ol’ fashioned chicken soup, Nana style.

What makes chicken bone broth different from regular broth?

The big difference is the amount of time the broth is simmered. Bone broth is best cooked for 24 hours and apple cider vinegar is key to unlocking all of the minerals like magnesium, phosphorus, silicon, sulfur along with the breaking down material from the cartilage and tendons.

The cartilage is filled with chondroitin sulphates and glucosamine (the stuff that’s good for joints and arthritis). So the quick answer is it’s the amount of time the broth is cooked that makes it so beneficial.

The other important thing to remember here is that you want to make sure you have good quality bones. You’ll want to buy organic, pasture raised chickens and bones whenever possible. Free-range or cage-free isn’t the same thing, just another way to get you to pay more for the same commercial brands.

So, between being ridiculously sore from decorating the other night, in need of relief from joint pain, and family members presenting with a mysterious virus, chicken soup couldn't come at a better time.

Lucky for me, I had broth in the freezer and a pack of chicken thighs, a few carrots, celery, parsnips, and various herbs and spices around. All things found in my Nana's chicken soup. I can almost hear her tsk'ing about my need for martyrdom that caused me to decorate for 9 1/2 hours.

I think I'm already feeling a little less sore.