Joan Lehn told me about eating a teaspoonful of mustard to combat cramps. It seemed to work twice, but I wasn't sure whether it was the walk from the bedroom to the kitchen and back that did it or the mustard. Anyway, the 3rd time it did not work. I am trying the magnesium my Dr. suggested, but so far that hasn't worked either. This does not happen every night, and I can't tell what sets it off.
Another recipe to share: At North Shore Farms as we arrived the other afternoon, big beautiful cauliflowers, absolutely pristinely white, were being loaded for display. I picked one, and cooked all of it, using some as a side vegetable that night. Then I pureed a bunch for a soup I was making for today (Wed.). There was still quite a lot of cauliflower left, so I thought of combining the English egg recipe with the cauliflower: Easy, ready in minutes. I layered the remaining cauliflower in the bottom of a casserole, topped it with 4 eggs, cheese, and a little half and half, some pepper. I covered the casserole and microwaved for 10 minutes: that's for hard eggs. Om the meantime, I heated the broiler, and when the eggs were done, I put them under the broiler to brown for about 2 minutes. Delicious! A great success.
We did go to the movie, A Serious Man, for which we paid nothing thanks to our optonline card, and we found the Roslyn movie theater more comfortable than we had remembered. I loved the opening: the Yiddish, which I could understand (it was subtitled but did not exactly capture the flavor), the dour wife, the happy husband, the guest. Moments were funny, painful, sad, unbelievable. In retrospect it was a misogynistic film: every woman in it was someone you wouldn't want to know. But on reflection I had to admit that this was true for every one of the men also. Nevertheless, it was what I would call "a good movie experience."
Today I had my bi-annual visit to my dermatologist, wondering why I was bothering. But I made an appointment for the next visit too. Then to the PT for a 3rd session. My thumbs do feel better. I screech in pain only when I do something I shouldn't, but I can't always tell ahead of time what that something is.
I'll be in the City for a couple of days, so unless I learn how to write my blog from there, you'll hear from me on the weekend.
Love to all,
Bernice
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