Vickie was going to pick Rose up from the hospital in Sanford, but she felt horrible after work and asked me to go fetch Rose in her car.
I wanted to make salmon-well, I wanted to try and eat some after I made it. Last night’s dinner did not stay with me long. It was leftover spaghetti from Tuesday. I should have known my body was going to detect a few more bacteria than was safe to eat. This happens almost every time I eat leftovers that may possibly be too leftover.
The acidity of tomato sauce tends to kill more bacteria than not-so-acidic food. So, I thought I would be ok. Nope. I rented dinner.
This morning I arose after lousy sleep, due in part, to my stressed out innards. I thought about what I had in the freezer and what I could eat for dinner. I pulled out two salmon filets.
Rose’s discharge occurred at just the right time to interfere with making dinner. I already knew we’d be going to Publix on the way home. I was going to get pineapple juice for my salmon, but then at the last second got Key Lime juice instead.
Then, I realized it was going on 7:00 pm and I was not going to feel like cooking and cleaning before turning into couch potato to watch, “Columbo.”
I ended up getting a Boar’s Head wrap at the Publix deli. I got London Broil and Havarti on a spinach wrap. If Boar’s Head made a shoe out of their London Broil, I would eat it.