Alright, our first Apocalypse Meal! We’re a little over a week into self-isolating in most places, and here in NY, we’re a couple of days into the shelter-in-place order, which is going…well, it’s going. That’s about all that can be said at this point, and since we’re all participating in the going together, separately, I’ve decided that I’m GOING to go nuts in this tiny fox den if I don’t stay busy and away from the news. So, let’s dig in!
But, I mean, I’ve already started clocking the exact minute the sunlight changes in each window for maximum vitamin D exposure.
In my ant-sized NYC apartment, there live two ravenously-hungry adults always in search of second helpings and snacks, alongside two beastly-appetited cats, each of whom weighs no more than four pounds yet somehow continue to crave wildebeest-sized meals (both frightening and impressive). So, how do I plan to continue to feed everyone a somewhat uncompromising diet during such apocalyptic events as the Corona outbreak? By remembering to use my brain to plan and buy balanced meals and not my emotions.
Guys. SEASONAL AFFECTIVE DISORDER IS LEGIT! I love winter, but this year is just out of control! Here in NYC, we have seen an unusually warm and rainy season. On the days when it is cold, it’s just that – cold! Where’s the snow? If I’m going to risk freezing to death, at least throw in some incentive for me to walk about smothered in blanket-sized scarves and thick-as-sheep sweaters.
I came across a BBC article this week over my morning coffee that brought me to tears, which, honestly isn’t that hard to do. But, this one was particularly emotional, because it’s something I talk about all the time and have experienced first-hand.