Joanne asked me today when I find the time for the blog.... or to put it another way, what else is it that I should be doing at ten past two this morning?? Hmmmm... let's ponder that awhile.
I find myself frowning over curiously splintered bhindi at my bhaji mandi, but don't let it deter me... this cannot bode well, but oddly, I'm in the mood to cook. I can even honestly say (well, mostly honestly) that the 15 page document in my backpack has nothing to do with this welling desire. I shop some more, and then am overwhelmed with the desire to unwind. Hard work this acquiring of cauliflower and whatnot. Eleven seems like a good round number to start a production.... Or two.
The kitchen is now spotless, the sink empty, the trash put out, the fridge bulging, the chef's fresh lemongrass and ginger scent vying with the garam masala that clings to the air.....
The strategy report. My body wants to reach for it, but my mind wavers (so not a bungee jumping phenomenon). I think the oxygen supply to my brain has diminished. Yes, that is it... I feel weak. Sustenance.... fetch food....
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