Monday, June 9, 2008
I have strep throat. Used to be when I had strep throat I'd stay home from school and watch TV all day long. Today, not so much. But I did have a near perfect lunch: Heirloom tomato salad, nicely dressed, lot of fresh basil, big hunk of brown bread smeared with herb butter. Since I couldn't have matzah ball soup because the restaurant's chef must have thought 90-something was too hot to make it, that salad was exactly what I wanted. While eating, I tried to focus on how much I was enjoying the salad and forget about how much I was paying for it. I did an OK job of that. But, sadly, even though I loved every last bite, I'll probably never order that salad again. It was a little outrageous. Then again, if I have strep, again, and once again can't stay home and watch Merv Grifffin. Now Merv, that show of his was chicken soup for the strep strapped soul.