When my dad retired, he started doing longer than normal bicycle rides. He was always a cyclist, but now he has the freedom to get on the road and pedal from, say, Montana to Alaska. Or down the continental divide. Now that he's approaching 70, he finally has time to ride through the elements and rugged terrain, camp on the side of the road, and share cooking duties with traveling companions. I'd have to dig deep to muster the stamina for any of that as a 37 year old. I'm hoping I can count on those strong genes to carry me through this storm.
When my dad heard my news, he had just started another long ride, this time from northern Maine to Key West. He abandoned his trip and flew home from Boston to be with me. The first day I saw him the doctors had to break the bad news about my bleak prognosis.
He's stayed away a few days with a cold (thanks for that, Dad). But he's been cooking up a storm in the kitchen. I don't know if I mentioned the food situation here... the hospital food was actually fine when I showed up, but with my guts in a funk there's hardly anything I can digest. I gave Mom and Dad some direction with what they could cook for me, and they followed it to the letter.
Liver and onions and garlic and eggs, cooked in broth and made mushy. Yams cooked in broth and sprinkled with cinnamon and tamari. Stewed plums and pears with cinnamon and cloves. This is the food that will keep me sustained as I slowly build back my blood reserve.
Thanks Dad <3
When my dad heard my news, he had just started another long ride, this time from northern Maine to Key West. He abandoned his trip and flew home from Boston to be with me. The first day I saw him the doctors had to break the bad news about my bleak prognosis.
He's stayed away a few days with a cold (thanks for that, Dad). But he's been cooking up a storm in the kitchen. I don't know if I mentioned the food situation here... the hospital food was actually fine when I showed up, but with my guts in a funk there's hardly anything I can digest. I gave Mom and Dad some direction with what they could cook for me, and they followed it to the letter.
Liver and onions and garlic and eggs, cooked in broth and made mushy. Yams cooked in broth and sprinkled with cinnamon and tamari. Stewed plums and pears with cinnamon and cloves. This is the food that will keep me sustained as I slowly build back my blood reserve.
Thanks Dad <3
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| Dad cutting up fruit |
That all sounds delicious..well, not the liver, but the rest of it! I guess I'd try liver if your dad made it though, he's a good cook :)
ReplyDeleteSo great to see your Dad!
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