
I'm down with a cold, a stuffy nose, itchy-burning eyes, and my appetite is just shot. All I feel like eating is soup....and cinnamon rolls. Comfort food! I can't seem to 'taste' coffee in the morning, which is quite a disappointment when I go to so much effort to make the perfect cup: half 'n' half, with a tablespoon of sugar in a big Starbucks mug; then, 1/3 inch velvety foam, fresh ground nutmeg, and a sprinkling of raw sugar on top. Just holding the mug, all warm and inviting, is one of the best moments of my day....but I can't smell a thing!
We went up to Seattle to browse Pikes Place Market, and some of the surrounding shops across the street.

George pulled me into a spice shop, the Moroccan shop, a kitchen specialty shop,

We also went to a little bread shop and purchased an artisan whole grain bread with a very dark nutty crust. Later I sliced it, grilled the top with olive oil and garlic, then spread some of my home-made cream cheese on top with some finely-chopped leeks. I made a tossed salad too, and served some burritos on the side. We had the lemon yogurt for dessert.