I found out yesterday that even when you are really down, as I have been, good food makes life better. It doesn't improve the quality of your life - ours being ramen in the morning with some cheap bread and value cheese slapped together in the evening. But it does lift your mood, if even for that day and the next.
Yesterday we got treated by Mandy's lifelong friend (friendship rekindled!) to an evening of red wine and pasta. She is a very good cook and it was really amazing food! Granted, I only sipped on the wine (after finding out my age, she later exclaimed, "I served alcohol to a minor!"...as she thought I was 24 or so) but the pasta was amazing! Don't ask me how salsa plus ketchup and pop on top of the penne was absolutely divine - but it was.
She sent us along a few hours later with bags of things she said were only to be thrown out later. I don't know if this was true or not, but I just baked some yummy coffeecake with it and am planning on fixing some oven fried chicken later.
I feel better than I have the past week and a half, though my stomach is still giving me problems, and I chock it all up to food. Hurrah for yummy food!
