Housekeeping: Sick Day

I never get sick. As a lifelong patron of public transit, I have the beefy immune system of an elementary school teacher, a day care worker and a drop-in-clinic doctor combined.

And yet here I am, a scratchy-throated, headache-addled, runny-nosed mess of a man, unable to smell garlic as it sautés in a pan, incapable of telling chocolate from a lump of wax. I hate this. So. Much.

But don’t fret – I’ll be back in a few days. I just, you know, need to be able to taste things properly in order to write about them.

Thanks, friends.

Iain