Simple Foods, Clear Fluids

Central Pennsylvania has recently been cited as the hub of a multifarious flu outbreak.

Our household, while hardly a crucible of sickness and misery, has not been spared. The stomach virus hit us mid-way through the Super Bowl party we attended briefly last weekend. Not only did this bring our partygoing to an abrupt close, but it also torpedoed the post I'd been planning to write ("Supper Bowl"). Perhaps this was for the best.

Since then, our diet has fairly dwindled. Campbell's soup, Cheerios, crackers: foods that begin with the letter C have characterized our week.

Some notable exceptions: several job-recruitment dinners at various local restaurants; a tasty Gumbo last night at a friend's house; and, on Friday, a delicious garlic soup by A. and K. I've since renamed "AUM Shinrikyo." Follow the link if you like.

After a full week of sensory deprivation, and after many weeks of toil and burden, I was primed for a return to form this evening. My plan was to sear up our favorite Frenchie standby, steak frites, with a little roasted asparagus on the side. But alas, order has not yet been restored to the universe. So the café steak, and the frites, will have to wait.

So perhaps in the week to come I will dedicate some blog posts to reminiscences. Why dwell on the present when you can moulder in the past?