I have the rest of today to launch a full-frontal attack on it before embarking on 12-hour shifts the next two days. In the battle plan: garlicky pasta for lunch, chicken (yes, chicken) soup for dinner, several cups of tea, another round or two with the Neti pot, and possibly a nap in between all that. I also made a loaf of banana bread, not for any purported health benefits but because it looked like the black bananas on the counter were about to sprout legs and crawl away on their own. Next, I'm considering making noodles for the soup and debating whether the better (and easier) accompaniment to the soup would be a loaf of wheat bread or homemade bagels.
Just call me Typhoid Mary.
Just call me Typhoid Mary.
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