Pfew. Two days of norovirus (self-diagnosed), three days of recovery and the year is a week old. Among other… inconveniences… the run-in with the virus sabotaged my lovely, shiny new year’s resolutions of cooking delicious things and writing captivating blog content with at least semi-regularity.
All that can start tomorrow; the first real week of the new year, after all. Tonight, we stay in and nurse ourselves back to health with Annette’s Big Dip. Hope you have a lovely new year!