Grilled Cheese Sandwich

Here is what I was thinking about when I woke up this morning: a grilled cheese sandwich, made with rye bread, American cheese, tomatoes, pickles, and onion. A quick trip to the store mid-morning armed me appropriately, and when I bit into the dripping mess at lunchtime it was even better than I had dreamed. Let me tell you, something is *up* when I'm making runs to the store for processed cheese.

You'd think, with this kind of thing on my mind and plate, that I wasn't feeling so sick, wouldn't you? Alas. Pregnancy is sort of miraculous in combining cravings with nausea.

Catch-Up

I know, no one's reading this any more. But for my own satisfaction I'll note that I recently roasted a chicken (with tarragon, no less!) for Father's Day. I followed the directions in Nigel Slater's Appetite. I do love Slater, who in addition to cooking delicious things photographs his own books (most appetizingly) and writes in a brisk, sensible, encouraging tone that makes everything seem do-able.

I have also been re-reading Barbara Pym's entire canon, as I do pretty much every year. If you haven't encountered her slim, witty, brilliantly observed novels of English village life pre and post-WWII, you are missing a huge treat. She is absolutley the best.

Still too nauseated to knit.

Temporary Suspension

Not of the whole blog, just the "What'd We Have For Dinner?" feature. I'm aware that I might as well suspend the whole thing, since that feature is the warm beating heart of the entire enterprise, but I'll still keep alive the hope that I might read another book, or knit something, or solve some problem, and want to post about it.

It's just that what I'm making for dinner these days couldn't possibly interest anyone, and even if it did, I'm more often than not unable to stand even thinking about what I ate for dinner by the next morning. So, you can just take as given that what we had for dinner was: thrown together, bland, and largely vegetable-free. You can also assume that I didn't enjoy making or eating it particularly. Bummer!

But do stay tuned; if history is any guide, I'll be back in action in the kitchen some time in August.

Zofran

Thank god. Did you know there's anti-nausea medication? I don't know how I managed to go for the excruciating length of my last pregnancy without knowing that, but not this time, baby. Saved my life last night; fingers crossed it will continue to make the first trimester livable.

Ugh

Steak and potatoes, but I really don't wanna talk about it.