It’s nearly impossible to write about food when you’re stuck at home with a stomach virus. I spent the past two days living in bed, followed by stints on the couch. I’ve eaten three cans of Amy’s No-Chicken Noodle Soup and five french fries in that time. My last meal was a can of vegetable soup, which I think stayed in my stomach without moving for over twelve hours.
Too much information? Maybe. But this is where my suffering has left me. I sat at home on Tuesday, looking at some unfinished posts and had no desire to think about food or cooking. On Saturday we had our make-up Thanksgiving dinner, which was wonderful. I wanted to write about the great chocolate coconut pecan tart that I made, but instead I complained about my stomach cramping. Or what about the eight egg frittata I made earlier in the week? Zero interest. Although, let me share with you that there is a reason why you should use egg whites and whole eggs – it will give your frittata some lift and make it less dense.
I have not fallen off the face of the earth. I am simply slowly recovering from an illness which has me missing the better parts of life. I promise to be back in full force this weekend, with lots of photos hopefully. Tomorrow night we are being treated to one of my favorite vegan restaurants in NYC, Blossom. As all vegetarians and vegans know, it is often overwhelming to go to a restaurant where every item is a potential dinner selection and now just being relegated to one or two items that you can partake in. I look forward to the difficult decision awaiting me tomorrow night – and hope that my stomach cooperates enough so that I can fully enjoy it!