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For Reasons I have been having Difficulty with food, generally, for the past couple of weeks. Today I am At Home, with - due to some scheduling mishaps that have worked out in my favour - an A also At Home.
I have made soda bread, with rosemary and raisins. I have topped up the buttermilk and it's resting. The yoghurt has come out of the Instant Pot and gone into the fridge. I have prepared the base mix for vanilla ice cream, at Adam's request, to rest overnight and be churned tomorrow. I have eaten soda bread and pickled onions and cheeses and a perfect pear, all of which I actively wanted to eat. I have ingredients for tagine and am working slowly up to maybe making it. I will shortly feed the sourdough.
I wanted to go to the central London protest this evening and had every intention of doing so. And then I had to go out for eggs for the ice cream and I got more and more panicked as I got closer and closer to home, and have decided, to my very great frustration, that trying to get out this evening is really not a good idea.
I can keep myself alive, though, and coax myself back toward health, and keep feeding people, and I have signed the (38deg) petitions (No10); as my next step I will get in touch with my MP.
Keep living seems a small thing, a sad thing to offer (not quite what you deserve me to be), but it's what I've got tonight.
I have made soda bread, with rosemary and raisins. I have topped up the buttermilk and it's resting. The yoghurt has come out of the Instant Pot and gone into the fridge. I have prepared the base mix for vanilla ice cream, at Adam's request, to rest overnight and be churned tomorrow. I have eaten soda bread and pickled onions and cheeses and a perfect pear, all of which I actively wanted to eat. I have ingredients for tagine and am working slowly up to maybe making it. I will shortly feed the sourdough.
I wanted to go to the central London protest this evening and had every intention of doing so. And then I had to go out for eggs for the ice cream and I got more and more panicked as I got closer and closer to home, and have decided, to my very great frustration, that trying to get out this evening is really not a good idea.
I can keep myself alive, though, and coax myself back toward health, and keep feeding people, and I have signed the (38deg) petitions (No10); as my next step I will get in touch with my MP.
Keep living seems a small thing, a sad thing to offer (not quite what you deserve me to be), but it's what I've got tonight.
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Been there. There sucks. Alive good. <333