Warning- I’m about to whine. Not wine (okay..I’m doing that too!). I’m whining like a sick baby. Remember when I got the “man flu”? Well…it’s still there. It’s been 4 weeks. Ugh! I had an xray on Thursday and it’s still pneumonia. Another round of antibiotics. I took all of 3 sick days. That’s ridiculous. I work in a hospital, so they know I’m not really contagious anymore. Okay- whine over.
So, I haven’t been writing a lot. Or at all. Not much going on in that head. I’m taking moxifloxicillin. It makes you dizzy. On top of that, NyQuil. With wine. Only when I’m at home, of course. It doesn’t really make you better, but it makes being sick a lot more fun.
I’m also playing with my new dehydrator. That is a lot of fun. The other day, I cleaned out my fridge. There were some peppers that were getting a little wrinkly. And some celery that was looking a little floppy. Sounds appealing, right? I decided to slice up a lot of veggies, and dry them. We ended up with the red peppers, celery, green onions, green beans, broccoli and carrots. Once they were totally dry I added them to a jar with thyme, fennel seed (I just love fennel), bay leaves, bouillon and dried mixed beans. Some day this winter that will be a nice pot of soup.
That wasn’t the only thing we dried. On Friday I met one of my senior daughters and Grumpy at Northeastern University. She’s at the college tour time (my other senior saw exactly one college, fell deeply in love and married it forever and ever. Sadly, it’s in Charlotte, NC. Sniff). Anyway…after Syd fell madly in love with Northeastern (we’ll have to wait and see if this love is reciprocated), I had this great idea. Why didn’t Grumpy go fill the car with gas, while Syd and I took the subway to the Haymarket? I had promised princess Avery that I’d buy strawberries. They had beautiful berries there, and we bought 4 pounds for $3. That’s right- we are awesomely lucky with shopping (and to quote my dear friend Dr Mikhail: “sometimes it’s better to be lucky than good”).
When we got home I cleaned and sliced the berries. Most of them fit into the dehydrator. I meant to get a picture of all those strawberries inside the dehydrator. I’m not sure what happened. I remember so little about things sometimes. I’m blaming the NyQuil. Totally. Anyway, there were about a quart of dried berries when they came out. Not bad. Then princess Avery discovered the jar. This is what was left. About a cup at the most. Ugh. She ate the equivalent of 2 pounds of strawberries. Is that even healthy?
Not all of the strawberries fit, by the way, so with the rest I rewarded us for surviving another day by making my favorite cupcakes- the ones with the strawberry-buttercream filling that I told you about in the post “Insomnia“. Don’t they look amazing? You can make them with any type of cake, but it’s a really light buttercream frosting mixed with about an equal amount of finely diced fresh strawberries. I pipe the frosting into the middle of the cupcakes, dust them with powdered sugar and put half a berry on top to cover up the evidence. Go back up there and click on “insomnia”(yeah- the blue one) for the actual recipe.
So that’s what’s happening around here. Time for NyQuil, moxifloxicillin and a little bit more wine. G’nite all!