…“I’d rather drink a bucket of snot…” because I feel like I actually have over the last week. Bronchitis is no fun because it makes you a touch phlegmy. And you have to avoid things like dairy, alcohol and the public. But, I’m so hoarse now, I can now sing all of my favorite Tricky songs on key…
Back to my normal routine of drinking Thai coffee in the AM. This makes me extraordinarily happy; I am unbearable without it.
Craving Indian yesterday. I could have gotten take out, but it would’ve involved me going to another city, so I opted to cook at home. Made bhaji, chicken curry with a peanut sauce, and naan bread (snickering). I can only describe bhaji to the uninitiated as an onion hushpuppy; an onion-puppy, if you will. It involved making a light flour and egg batter (some salt, pepper, cayenne, and cilantro thrown in as well), and lots of thinly sliced onion. Just drop spoonfuls of this battered onion goo into a shallow bath of hot oil and presto, crispy onion puppies! Mmmm…
Reading: The words as I type them...
Listening to: I really can't hear anything because my ears are still stopped up.
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