Jews often refer to chicken soup as Jewish penicillin. Well, hot and sour soup may be the next best thing for what ails you. Me and the sickie ventured down Church Street to the newish Henry's Hunan to test the healing powers of their H&S, and found it to be quite spectacular. You know how some places serve hot and sour that has that viscous quality? Not Henry's. It's just thick enough, spicy but not fiery, with bits of egg and tofu and vegetable shreds. The pretty green bowls and spoons didn't hurt, either.
Sickie had a smoked ham dish with green beans, and I got a huge plateful of wok-fried veggies, fresh as all get-out (beans, broccoli, cabbage, peppers, carrots, onion...) in a black bean sauce, otherwise known as Eight Delight Vegetables. Brown rice too, steamed to perfection and more than enough for two. The servers were awfully nice in that neighborhood restaurant kind of way.
We have leftovers, sure, but all the soup got eaten. I think maybe their secret is an extra splash of vinegar. Go, try, eat...you'll feel better. And call your mother.
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