Sick, I tell you. Sick!
I finally caught Julia’s cold and it’s the worst. Anyways, I’m pretty sure there’s an adage that goes “feed a cold, starve a fever,” so here’s the only medication I need, you voodoo doctors with your Tylenol and your Vapo-Rub:
Toasted challah. Melt butter on it! Put jelly on it! Dip it in tea! It’s like a bear hug from your childhood friend’s Jewish grandmother.
Annie’s Shells & Cheddar. If you’re still eating Easy Mac, you’re fucking kidding yourself. Annie’s Shells are for people who like their pasta and cheese to be sophisticated without being pretentious (unlike those bastards at The Waverly Inn with their unholy addition of truffles).
Vegetable Samosas. Spicy food is nature’s decongestant. You can get microwavable samosas at Trader Joe’s. Have some Kleenex on hand because There Will Be Boogers.
Shit. Sorry, Andrea.
