Strange girl...

I had a realisation yesterday - I'm a little bit strange. Now, I've been aware of my minor oddities for a while. However, my unconventional response to illness over the past few days took this to a whole different level. Sunday I was pretty ill - so I had the predictable "curl up in bed and do very little" response. So far so normal. After 12 hours sleep on Sunday night I felt significantly better, but not quite up to going into work, so took the day off.

Exhibit A : After discovering a completely empty fridge, my first mission was to acquire some food. So off I trundled to the shops. Now, when ill, you crave comfort foods right? I don't know what this is for most people - maybe chocolate, biscuits, toast... I came back with red kiwi fruit and sharon fruit. Yes. Exotic fruit. I actually got quite excited in the fruit and veg shop about the red kiwi fruit (new foods tend to have that effect on me). They were indeed red (well, a bit anyway) and tasted much like normal kiwis except without the hairy skin (which is a bonus for odd souls like me who eat the skins). Sharon fruit is one of my favourite foods, but it's only possible to get ripe and affordable ones for a short portion of the year - they should be soft to the touch when ripe, not hard as nails like they're usually sold in supermarkets. I returned with 4 perfect specimens much to my delight.

Exhibit B : I also returned from my shopping trip with some veg to make soup with. This is not an unusual thing to do. However, once I'd finished making soup, my cookery cravings were not satisfied. So I made some houmous. Mmmmmm. Since making home made houmous for the first time a few months ago, I can't go back to store bought stuff (at least not supermarket varieties) - I indulged my experimental side this time with some sundried tomatoes, pimento peppers and smoked paprika. A resoundingly successful combination. However, this still didn't satisfy the cooking urge. So I made Coq au Vin in the slow cooker for dinner with my sister (first use of the slow cooker - I'm converted!). I bought the bread to go with it, but in all fairness this was only because I'd run out of yeast...

(Before anyone states that I can't have been that ill if I managed to cook all the aforementioned stuff, I would like to point out that there were an abundance of sitting down breaks and tea drinking to recover from the dizzy spells).

The verdict - when ill, I crave exotic fruit and cook bizarre food. I don't think this is normal. To balance this out, I did try to watch some crummy tv (made trickier by the whole "not having a tv" thing) so I had to settle for getting addicted to Veronica Mars and watching back to back episodes of that instead... (Sorry Helen, The West Wing was just too heavy going for my poorly brain!).

All better and back to work today though...