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Sushi For Lunch
24 September 2025
Feeling a bit stronger this week, I arranged to get a pass for Joyce to have lunch at home again on Wednesday. But I couldn't fathom what to make for lunch. And I never did.
It's been hard to "fathom" what to make for dinner for just myself. And cooking for two, one of whom doesn't eat much, was more difficult to figure out than it should have been.
It was murderously hot and humid yesterday, well beyond what we normally experience during our Indian summer. And on hot days in the past we would eschew the kitchen entirely for a cold sushi dinner we could pick up at the market.
Bingo.
I could easily stop on the way home at the market to buy some sushi for lunch. So I did.
She loved it. And she ate all of it. And a tiramisù€ for dessert. Not to mention half the saki.
"You're a good cook," she told me. I didn't cook anything, I admitted. "Well, a good organizer then."
She approved the photo, by the way. "That's a good one!" she said.
I have to confess we did just barely avoid disaster, though. At the top of the stairs as I left her stand alone briefly while I moved from her left to her right side to help her over the threshold and into the house, she lost her balance reaching for my hand and started falling backwards.
I caught her and reeled her in. And sighed with relief. That would have been another ambulance to the ER.
When I told Wendy the RNA about it as I left Golden Heights today. "Be careful!" she said.
If only that's all it took.