Thanks to the Ménière’s scare, I’ve put myself on zero tolerance for sodium, caffeine, and baking soda. At least until January 26, which is the first slot the specialist could fit me in.
A little empathy might be nice. Because:
Out go any prepared foods. No matter how “healthy” they claim to be, they got sodium. Out goes anything made with baking soda. That would include scones, for example, my treat of choice. Nope, out. Out goes coffee and chocolate.
Let me pause for a moment, to let that sink in. No scones. No coffee or chocolate.
So life around here has become a slanging match between Bugs, cast as Bill O’Reilly –
Photo by Justin Hoch
And me as Al Franken.
Given I’ve been forced to make my own food or eat it raw, though, the up-side is that Bugs has begun to show an interest in cooking.
Great reads either one.
I’m tending toward Heat. I think Bugs has master-chef potential.
How do these work?