A bout of irony

When it comes to food, I tend to live clean and easy.  That doesn’t mean that food poisoning never becomes a reality in my oh so charmed gustatory life. And it usually occurs with a healthy dose of irony on the side. Several years ago, it hit–and quite hard–as I was watching a live performance of Sweeney Todd–and no I had not been sampling the meat pies. This time, it was in the wee hours of the morning after American Thanksgiving–which I celebrated without the sometimes-iffy turkey.

So, I am now thankful to have recovered….


One Response to “A bout of irony”

  1. Jan Goldsmith Says:

    Probably due to the lack of water . . . ?

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