What a glorious start to 2010. T’was a beautiful day. Or so I’m told. I spent most of it in bed.
Mirinda’s flu has taken a deadly hold over me and even attacked my taste buds. I cooked dinner tonight and asked her how it tasted as I couldn’t taste anything. She said it tasted different to usual. Clearly because I couldn’t taste it. Obviously I do little things with seasoning depending on taste which make a big difference.
In an episode of Friends, Rachel makes a trifle but skips over a page in the recipe book, making half a shepherd’s pie as well. In the same bowl. They all pretend to like it, getting rid of it in various comedy ways. However, Joey loves it, saying “Custard, jelly, meat…what’s not to like?”
I make a Moroccan meal which has layers of aubergine, yoghurt and mince and which Mirinda calls Joey Layer Cake. Clearly I shouldn’t make it when I’m gripped with flu.
Anyway, we’ve watched David Tennant’s final Dr Who, witnessed Miss Marple triumph with mirrors, and I really have to go to bed. I’m hoping to be a tad more healthy tomorrow.
Thats good you are picking up a bit. and how you can eat a spicey dinner when you are so sick I dont know it is the last thing I would eat, what ever happen to the Chicken soup I thought that cured all ill’s. I watched the second last one of Dr Who last night so looking forward to the last one with David Tennant I shall miss him as I have seen all of them with him.
Hope you are both better tomorrow. love mum x