One of the biggest things to get a foodie/home cook/chowhound down is getting sick enough so as to prevent doing anything with food, be it the eating or cooking of it. And, alas, such a disaster happened to me recently.
It has been a difficult month: a lot of deadlines at work, torrential downpours in the afternoons have extended my commute from an hour and a half to three hours, projects slaved over – only to learn at the last minute that clients have backed out or have decided not to push through. And, to crown it all, I’ve been down with the flu for the past week.
But such is life: you just have to roll with the punches sometimes. And, even if you can’t bake it yourself, there’s always room for cake.
And for that and numerous other things, I am very grateful.