Yesterday was an odd day, foodwise. Was going to have my first brussels sprouts of the year with a burger.
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But just as I was about to eat my first meal of the day, early afternoon, I got a long phonecall from my cousin that my aunt had been admitted to a hospital in France, while on holiday. She has a double lung embolism but my cousing knew nothing more at the time so we spoke for a long time, being worried.
Sufficiently killed my appetite too, so breakfast was postponed until 4:30.
Which meant I wasn't hungry again until 10 pm, and by then i didn't feel like cooking anymore so I had a slice of bread with cheese, tomato and mayo, and a slice with filet amèricain, which I don't think is a thing in the UK. It's raw minced beef with mayo, ketchup and spices I think (not sure, I've never dared to look at the ingredients
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).
So hopefully I'll have my brussels sprouts today!
My aunt is doing much better, thankfully, although she'll have to stay in the hospital in France for a bit. No flying until the blood clots still in her legs have dissolved.