Comfort foods are the best medicine.
Really, it’s true. Sometimes all I need is some comfort food. What that consists of depends on the type comfort I need.
When I have had a tiring day with lots of little glitches-nothing-went-the-way-I-planned-or-wanted-day, I need,
If I have had that I-just-feel-“icky”-out-of-sorts-feel-sorry-for-myself-down-in-the-dumps day I make myself, A bowl of this with cinnamon on it makes the “icky” go away–or at least makes it more tolerable.
Sometimes, all I need is a plate of French fries with more salt than is necessary–or healthy
I bought some of this today—just in case…
Today, I think pharmaceuticals are over-rated.