Ho-hum

You know, I've only written once this month. Well, I've written three posts, but only published one of them. The other two are meant to be seen only by two eyes, and they're both firmly lodged in my head (and will hopefully remain so for much time to come).

Sometimes I get obsessed with one type of food for weeks –my sister does it, too– and eat it like sixty times a day. At one point it was jocoque, a really tasty spread derived from milk. We'd spread it on everything (well, toast and rice cakes. With jam, or honey, or tomato, or by itself, or with carrots... oh, carrots! That's another one). And now, for me, it's oatmeal. I have a big jar of ground-up oats, and use them to make porridge and eat it like twice a day. Yum.