Yum...dessicated balsa, mashed into pulp, chewed by an irritated beaver, then passed through the digestive tract of an entire colony of suicidal termites...my brain lamented, but I smiled.
"It's delicious!"
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
The Gourmand on Chemo
"How's that chicken lasagna? My culinary masterpiece!" Gerald exclaimed proudly
Yum...dessicated balsa, mashed into pulp, chewed by an irritated beaver, then passed through the digestive tract of an entire colony of suicidal termites...my brain lamented, but I smiled.
"It's delicious!"
Yum...dessicated balsa, mashed into pulp, chewed by an irritated beaver, then passed through the digestive tract of an entire colony of suicidal termites...my brain lamented, but I smiled.
"It's delicious!"
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aww :( So hard to go through something like that. And having to put on a brave face. You said A LOT here in a little bit, very good writing!
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to put a brave face on it and make the best of it. Brilliantly done! ♥
ReplyDeleteWhy can't we all just say what's on our mind? :) Love your description here.
ReplyDeleteAn old family recipe? I hope you get your taste buds back in working order very soon. (Sorry, I haven't been around much lately. I hope your treatment is going well.)
ReplyDeleteWith some simple garden planning and following some simple techniques you can avoid inviting situations that encourage pests and diseases. My cousin works for pest control Port Macquarie and often tells me how important is to choose the right product.
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