Crackers, dry toast, and bananas.
No, this is not the ingredients to a crazy new diet scheme. Or maybe it is – I don’t know.
But it is what made up my diet for the first few days of the week.
And it’s not about me trying to lose weight, or having given up on taste, or revolting against food shopping.
My stomach was acting up.
I’ll spare you the details. You’re welcome.
On Wednesday night, I had table food. It was almost as exciting as when BR and SJ started eating real food. Okay, over dramatic.
None the less, I was happy to eat and happier to have no after affects other than a few moments of quaking.
