Day 51: You Can Do Anything You Want At Quarantine Restaurant

Feeling miserable about S's diagnosis, and her upcoming birthday being a letdown because all we can do is a socially-distant drive by, and because I got the task of reaching out to her out-of-town university friends about sending in a digital birthday greeting, and breaking the news.

I'm so in touch with my feelings now, I actually connect this miserable feeling with the fact that all 3 meals today were blueberry pancakes with cream cheese icing. What's for dessert when you eat icing all day?

I made a buffalo cheese dip. Here's the recipe:

- cheddar cheese
- feta cheese
- mayo
- garlic
- cream cheese
- Franks Buffalo Wing Sauce

Cut off the chunk of cheddar that has gone moldy; you're not feeding this to company, so there's no need to pretend you have standards. Use whatever quantity of each that looks good to you, but then add at least 1 tbsp more of garlic because the jar of minced garlic looked almost done so you scraped it out but now it looks like too much but it's got mayo on it so you can't put it back and you're from the prairies so you can't just throw perfectly good food into the compost heap, nope, you'll eat super garlicky dip instead. Now add just enough too much hot wing sauce so that the garlic and sauce overpower every other flavour. Put it in a ramekin and broil til the cheese is bubbly. Eat with whatever carbs or veggies you have on hand.

Don't take a fucking photo of your food, unless you're sending it to that one friend who will tell you it looks delicious. Never tell her it was disappointing and gross, you like the praise too much to reveal this information.

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