Comfort...

Yesterday evening I came down with the same short-lived virus my youngest had on Wednesday. Felt a bit rough, nauseous and with a temperature. But, worse, it triggered a pretty huge "wake up in the whimpering" fibromyalgia attack.
So today I really needed comfort food and meandered to the Patisserie in town. It came in a box tied up with ribbon. Can't get more special and comforting than that!
And the virus seems to have gone as fast as it appeared. Good :-)