spiced pita

Mmmm, yummy snack.

take one pita (i just made some tonight--yay for the bread machine!)... slather one side with oil. sprinkle with salt, sumac (sumakh), oregano, thyme, parsley, freshly ground pepper, and fresh minced garlic (jarred is fine--a bit sweeter).

put on foil in toaster oven for 5-10 minutes. cut into pieces and enjoy alone or with hummus.

from stmaybe...

Navigating the Body

fibro and art




i cried.

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so... i went to start the chili. we're out of ONIONS. i had to used dried, minced onion. not the same... and then, i wasn't paying attention, and dumped in a large can of tomato puree (i was spacing and thought it was crushed tomatoes).

this chili is gonna be odd. i suppose i'll have to serve it over rice. maybe i should dump it in a bigger pot and chop up all the tomatoes in the house and add them. or something. turn it into vegetable soup instead of chili... add green beans and potatoes.. it'll be huge if i do all that, though.

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J.M. Coetzee won the Nobel Prize for Literature this year. I think that's wonderful, but I can't remember why.

This is one of the more disheartening aspects of fibro and cfids. I know I wrote a paper on a novel of Coetzee's. I know the novel struck a chord within me. I know I enjoyed the paper because it was difficult to write. I cannot find the novel (the Coetzee novel on our shelf is "Foe", which I'm reasonably certain I didn't read for class) on our bookshelf, which means it's likely packed in a box in Indiana. I remember the themes in the novel, but not the plot, nor the characters or location. My memory is like a sieve. The emotional is intact, but the concrete has slipped away.

I think that after I read Perdido Street Station, I'm going to read "Foe". I don't remember having read it, but that's entirely possible.