I don't know about you, but illness typically decides to descend during vacation. So here I am with a week of vacation ahead and I'm not feeling so hot. I've lost interest in food. It's been bad enough that I don't want to cook (or eat). But couple that with the fact that watching food tv makes me want to hurl, reading cookbooks or cooking magazines makes me feel nauseous and I've descended into a special section of hell reserved just for recalcitrant foodies. If only I know what praises to sing to alleviate my pain.
On the other hand, the sniffles have produced Mommy pity; she's on a plane up to spend a week with me next Monday and I've already put together a menu of what I want to eat.
I suppose while she's here I should try to learn how to cook some of her dishes as well...
Happy Holidays everyone! Be warm and safe!