Well, there I was hoping for warm Spring days and Summery food and what do I get instead?
A stupid Summer cold.
For over a week now I have had a sore throat, a snotty nose, and, best of all, have been waking up at 2am every morning with a tickly cough that requires every potion in our medicine cabinet to make it stop for long enough to fall asleep again. The only thing to cure it so far has been a few glasses of wine followed by a bedtime paracetamol but somehow I don't think a doctor would approve, but somehow, at 2am, I don't really care.
So, while cooking has been but a distant memory of late I have been mainly filling my time doing one of three things (not counting lying in bed reading Jane Austen, doing endless Sudokus and watching DVDs)...
Daydreaming about our upcoming holiday. A week on Saturday we will be on our way to Boston and from there will go to Toronto and then to New York. Any suggestions are very welcome.
Daydreaming about the summery food that my body hasn't wanted to eat. For the past few weeks I have been mainly reading this...
And finally panicking about the upcoming Moonwalk. The 20th June is starting to look very close. I have a 16 mile training walk planned for this weekend so wish me luck and if you have any bra decorating ideas send them my way.
In the meantime a return to normality tonight saw a dinner of smoked trout, jersey royals and asparagus. A little sea salt and black pepper, some butter on the asparagus and some mayo or olive oil for the potatoes. Bliss.