Hello from headache and dimness. I have not even looked at this space for the past week. I cannot type. Honestly. I type gibberish and it takes me so long to edit it that I tend to stay away. I have been doing brief Facebook updates, but even that takes me ten minutes. I find that taking photos is a challenge as well. I am usually out of focus, but I think these are not blurry. Who knows, they may be, but I see them as right.
When I feel up to it, I can cook. It's about the only thing I am doing. I don't think I mentioned that I have a rotten sinus infection on top of a concussion. My cup runneth over.
Since I have nothing but my problems to talk about, I have food. It is amazing how self-absorbed I have become, but perhaps not, since all I do is sit in my office with the curtains pulled or cook when I feel I can.
Today I made a focaccia dough and topped it as a pizza.
Olive oil, tomatoes, garlic, thyme, rosemary, parsley & chives heated through in a sauté pan. Some chopped kalamata olives, a little bit of artichoke tapenade, fresh mozzarella, crumbled goat chess and a little grated pecorino romano.
A nice lunch on a dreary day. It is tangy, which I liked. This is filling, so plenty is left over for dinner tonight if I find myself unwell.
I got through this post without too much unintelligible words to correct. Perhaps it is a sign.
I hope everyone is well, I miss your stories and the sense of community, but it is hard to look at the screen for too long and I am so worried I won't catch my weird writing. I would be mortified if I did not. This last sentence read: I me fortified at I did not. So now I will proof before I publish. Several times.
See you all soon, I sincerely hope.