I probably returned to work too early. The doc told me to stay home this week, but I got antsy and returned on Wednesday, with the promise I would go for a blood test for the ever present dengue fever in my system. Didn't do it today. Too tired to bother with that. Now, weary, fell asleep on the sofa for a bit and awoke to the music of 'hello' at my gate. Yeet, being the caregiver and best friend, sent Friday night dinner with her daughters huddled under a bumbershoot as protection from the pounding rain. Always paying attention, she has sent me three dishes - all of which she knows are my favourite foods.
For today, I will call it Bok Choy, simply because I cannot remember how to spell the correct Mandarin name. If I were to write it phonetically, it would look like this: Chow Pie Chi, (very bad spelling though)
And a plateful of cucumbers alongside that irresistible vegetable curry.
Lucky me. Bon Apetit
I never knew a potato could taste so heavenly when it has been stewed in curry leaves. She is going to turn me in to a vegetarian one of these days!
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