I had been dreaming about you in the wee hours but knowing the time was not right for us to be together again- yet.
This morning the hunger overcame the nausea and triumphed.
My friend, Jane, says you do notice the little things more and it has been all about you today, Food.
The way double cream fluffs up in a bowl when danced into a joyous cloud by my other neglected companion, Kitchenaid. I played with that cream for five minutes or so folding it and swirling it.
Then I realised that pikelets can be truly sensual. Lairy thinks I need to get out more but have you noticed how the bubbles form so daintily in the batter and, when its a good aerated batter that has been given time to rise, they make that fat generous plop as you flip them on their backs and they puff up. Delightful!!!
Petals of pikeletty rounds waited to fulfil their destiny, the buffer between me and the hungry after school horde.
Then came the time for my first meal back in your world, Food. I had been thinking about it since Sunday when I made it for the Big Fella's Father's Day breakfast.
It was also the day we broke up, Food, and I could not bear to see you till yesterday when our mutual friend, Stomach, acted as mediator and got us on speaking terms again.
So we meet again via caramelised bananas with strawberries and bacon on a puffy pikelet with a drizzle of maple syrup. I promise I will never leave you for Keeno again. This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Speaking of beautiful friendships...this mysterious and fabulous thing has been waiting to be opened until I was out of the chemo cave! It is a most special and gorgeous object and many of you are involved. I will tell you about it very soon when I have recovered enough to give it the attention it so deserves. Amazing!!!
