Last week, I could hardly stand the bitter cold. But I suppose it was better than, say, spicy cold. Talk about confusing sensations. I imagine it would feel like licking a red lentil curry popsicle. I’m sure your tonsils would send a handwritten thank-you note for that.
Speaking of red lentil curry, I do currently have some in my freezer. I might be persuaded to lick it—but only if you triple dog dare me. Then again, the one dog I have is more than enough influence already.
Especially since the cold has given us both a bad case of cabin fever. You know—the illness that mainly afflicts cabins. I’m not entirely sure how I caught it, seeing as I’ve been socially distancing myself from cabins lately. Now cottage fever? That I could understand. I mean, I just had cottage cheese and cottage bread the other day. Obviously not combined into some kind of cottage sandwich. Even I’m not that adventurous with food.
Although… come to think of it, cottage cheese might actually be the perfect companion to a red lentil curry popsicle.
What person in their right mind—or even their left—would eat a popsicle in below-freezing weather? Even if it were spicy Indian food–flavored?
I would. Which means either the cottage fever has finally gone to my head, or those curry popsicles are that spicy.
One good thing about being stuck indoors because of the cold is I’ve finally had time to binge-watch shows like Curd Your Enthusiasm and Welcome Back, Cottar. My dog watched me from the couch the whole time, occasionally glancing at the freezer—where the curry lives—as if to one-dog dare me… or because the cottage fever had finally gotten to her too.
