One of my fondest memories of childhood is getting to stay at home from school with a cold and enjoying as many bowls of hot chicken soup as my mother could pour down my throat.  I mean, while I did not enjoy the cold, I did enjoy getting to stay home from school, being able to hang out with my mom on the couch and watch "the stories" as well as the comfort of the hot chicken soup.  I am betting you may have some similar fond memories. I can still feel the soothing warmth of that broth slowly...