Recovering from the Flu - chicken soup with wild rice and a farm stand

I know, I know, it's been a while. I caught the flu about a week ago and have kept myself inside my apartment ever since I got home from the doctor last Thursday morning; not an easy thing to do as I particularly enjoy being outside. This evening I was feeling well enough to stage an escape from these four walls to stock up. Actually, it may have been more out of necessity as I had pretty much eaten everything in the place, but still had some Parmiggiano Reggiano,grits and a few other odds and ends to get by with until now. Not too bad.
The thought of eating something a bit more substantive didn't make me feel ill, so I started fantasizing about a chicken and wild rice soup. I had some bones left over from the last roasted chicken I made, so I threw them in the oven and roasted them for about an hour and then boiled them for several hours to get a start on my stock. I then strained the liquid and tossed the bones. I picked up a rotisserie chicken from Whole Foods, dumped the drippings in with the start of my stock, as well as some of the very fatty skin and let it go for a bit longer. I then chopped some celery, carrots and onions sauteing them in olive oil and sea salt mirepoix style. I added these to the stock in progress, removed the skin and dumped the mixture in the crock pot to which I added:

1 bag of frozen peas
2 small red peppers, insanely sweet and flavorful
4 small heirloom tomatoes which were also insanely flavorful
1 c wild rice

the remainder of the chicken, sans bones, skin, etc.

A couple of good shakes of olive oil and sea salt
A handful of fresh thyme
4 sprigs of fresh rosemary

I also added an additional tablespoon of a really fatty chicken base to be sure the flavor is really rich and added a but of water to be sure that everythign was submerged.

I as a bit worried as one of my tomatoes was sort of green and crunchy in places. I have always found the thought of green tomatoes revolting and shudder-inducing (thinking there was some traumatic experience with very immature cherry tomatoes in my mother's orchard when I was really little) but I decided to nibble on it. I was very surprised at how pleasant the texture and flavor were - making a mental note to try something with green tomatoes, lemon, butter, etc over a gnocchi or something...

Of course having done all of the above, and in the process enjoying a glass of kefir and a very messy peach, I find myself too tired/full to try to sample. I'll let it go in the crockpot on low for several hours, but in the meantime I'm off to bed...