Happy Holidays, everybody!
Today I'm cooking. So far I've made the dough for lemon-butter cutout cookies, the red cabbage for Xmas dinner, and mixed the dough for my coffeecakes. The orange sauce for the goose suffered a setback when the marmalade jar shattered as I was pouring its contents into the pot. Poor Steve had to run out to the store for more supplies. I'm taking a break for lunch right now. This afternoon I'll make the orange sauce, and the coffee cake dough should be risen, so I'll assemble those and hopefully have them done before people come over tonight to watch Xmas videos and decorate and eat cookies.
Oh, and The Disease? Yeah, it's still hanging around. I don't give a crap anymore. I've got to get on with my life. The only thing that seems to stop the cough is Cold-eeze, those zinc lozenges? They destroy my sense of taste. I made bacon this morning AND I COULDN'T TASTE IT! I actually thought for a moment that something was wrong with the bacon, but no, Steve vouched for it. It was the zinc. Fuck that. I'm going to taste Xmas. I'll just put up with the cough. (And yes, for those of you eating at my place, I'm practicing strict hygeine methods around the food.)