I’ve been horribly sick the last few days. It started with a cold, but mutated into a sinus infection that literally bound me to bed for one or two days.
My husband has gallantly been providing for my needs, including lots of hugs and food, especially comfort foods.
By “pepper” I don’t mean the languid, washed-out black granules that come with your table salt. I’m talking about the spices directly from the African country where he was born. These spices are somewhat similar to jalapeno peppers, except way stronger!
One or two bites, and my nose was running at 60 mph. It actually felt good, though.
I took a picture to mark this historic occasion. It is not for the faint of heart.