I’m still in bed and my cooking mojo is gone, as the fatigue decided to increase. Yesterday I was able to bake a batch of cookies, but today I can hardly drag my ass off the couch. No wonder that when Historian pay me a surprise visit, he called me a Little Ragdoll… So I’m on sick leave from everything but my thoughts. The happenings of past few days, combined with the trip I will have to take next week ( I need to head out to Switzerland basicaly to divorce but as well to visit my friends…), are getting me thinking a lot, mostly about the ways of life. That’s as well a thing that I’ve been discussing over and over again with Mr. D over the past few days. Those chats are kind of refreshing, just like lemons 😉 Oh well… maybe that’s the reason why this line got stuck in my head… to top that my dad came and brought me a bag of lemons saying that this will surely help me 🙂 So I made more ginger-lemon-honey tea… it sooths my caugh and gives me some energy, as I hardly eat those days. I’m so pathetic munching on the piece of bread or a soup from the bag, because I’m way too weak to bother with cooking… so when dad gives me lemons I make lemon tea 😉
(for about 1l )
1 l of water
about 10cm of ginger
honey to sweet the tea
Pour the water into a pan, add juiced squeezed out from the lemons, toss in the halves, peel the ginger and cut it into bits and toss into the pan. Bring the liquid to boil, take off the heat, add honey, put the cover on the pan and let infuse for about 10 minutes. Drink hot.