From top: Pumpkin Pie Ice Cream, Chickpea Stew With Dill, Frittata With Meeeeeeat!, Maple Oatmeal Clafouti
I have been sick the past few days. I mean REALLY sick. Went-to-bed-the-night-of-January-third-wrapped-in-four-extra-blankets-and-convinced-I-was-a-Japanese-pastry-chef sick.
What do you crave when you feel this lousy?
For me, the question has to be answered in stages.
Stage #1: Japanese-pastry-chef sick.
Nothing. I'll ask my body, "Hey body, are you hungry?" and it goes, "Not now, kid. I'm tryin to flush out a virus here!" with the surly Jersey repairman accent and everything.
Stage #2: Improved, but still unable to leave the bed.
Something very small and basic, and usually very specific as well. A handful of cherry tomatoes (not sliced regular tomatoes), a piece of a baguette that's been ripped off (not cut... and forget about giving me any other type of bread), a plain Hershey's Kiss (so help you if I find an almond in there!)
Stage #3: Up and about for half an hour before the sinus headache you got from looking at the computer monitor drives you back under the covers.
Takeout. Usually pho or tacos. Don't ask me why tacos... I think it has something to do with the vinegar in the hot sauce. Vinegar in small doses helps the body retain fluids. But I digress.
Stage #4: Take a shower, wash the sheets, and proceed through the rest of the day with relative normality but for a Dayquil-induced haze.
Stuff that Western society actually considers comfort food: Stew, ice cream, cookies, hot tea, etc.
Does anyone else have stages like this? Or do you crave chicken noodle soup the whole time?
Beat the eggs. Whip the cream. Show no mercy.