Wednesday, September 21, 2005

The mother of all comfort foods...

I have this great memory from my childhood: I was probably in 5th or 6th grade. It was a Sunday evening, and I had a terrible sore throat. Dad went into problem-solving mode and made me a cup of hot chocolate. Then he got out the honey jar, added a spoonful to the drink, and told me that is the secret ingredient to fix a sore throat. What a Dad, and what a cure! Mmmm...

So, today I woke up with a doozy of a sore throat. You know, those kind that feel like you have a fireball lodged in your esaphagus. You could spend the day drooling and not feel bad, because there is no WAY you want to even try to swallow. Well, I dug into my favorite memories of home remedies and got to it. One cup of milk, a packet of Swiss Miss and a spoonful of honey later I was good as new! Honestly, that little trick works like a charm.

Thanks, Dad. You can bet that is one thing I will never forget.

And now I must wipe the drool from my chin and get on with my day!

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