Last night we prepped a wonderful dish, mussels and clams in broth. (the mussels and clams weren't cooked until today). Friends were joining us for lunch Sunday. Well, Marty prepared the broth and I washed a gazillion bowls, utensils, pots and pans. He does love to drive me crazy dirtying every dish in the house. While he worked on the broth I sat in the living room, the smell, aroma to him, was ticking off chemo nose. I would go to the kitchen every 20 minutes or so to wash more dishes, then rush back to the living room. Marty also made an Angel Food cake which he iced this morning.
Our friends brought a wonderful salad for us. It even smelled good, and was beautiful. Marty said it was really good. I wouldn't know, I forgot to tell them I can't eat raw veggies.
This was a mussels meal I had asked Marty to make for our friends. It is a recipe Marty developed. The broth is so rich with all the veggies cooked in it. I love this meal. So the meal began with me watching all eating the salad. I could smell the broth and mussels cooking and knew this was not going to end well.
Marty filled the bowls with the dish and then put one in front of me. I almost screamed, no take it away, I can't eat this. I was gagging, but I didn't throw up. The smell was just awful to the chemo nose. I watched them eating one of my favorite meals and having to smell it. I ate peanut butter on Zesta crackers with applesauce. Not great, but doesn't gag me.
Then he cut the Angel Food cake and served us nice big slices. Chemo nose said more, more. Chemo taste buds says this is good stuff. It tasted normal, which would be wonderful. So many things if they don't gag just taste wrong. Love the cake and will have some for supper too.
I had planned to take pictures of food and chemo brain forgot. Trust me, this chemo stuff is disruptive to my life. But it also is giving me life.