Wednesday 25th March
Today the world felt just a little bit desolate. The empty streets seemed not such much calm as resigned. I had to make a quick dash to my local store and the young man behind the counter was cheerfully blasé about the virus. After all, he had to stay open, he said, and if he caught it, well, he caught it. The store, normally bustling, was as if in suspended animation, and the young man was more than eager to chat – he’d had so few customers all day.
In case you’re wondering what I’m doing going to my local store at all I’ll let you in to my reasoning. I am a firm believer in certain foods as being able to boost the immune system. Perhaps the hard scientists out there will guffaw at this, to which I will return a polite smile, and point out that very little controlled research has been done on this topic – astonishingly. And yet there is a huge body of unscientific knowledge that has always held that things like chicken soup are good for colds, and so on. Call it folk wisdom. Call it old wives’ tales. Yet, most of us would accept the usefulness of food supplements and vitamins in maintaining health. Which is why I was out, getting in a supply of fresh garlic, amongst other things, to make a soupe Provencale. It always lifts my sprits to consume this soup, and, as we know, a positive outlook is good for one’s health. That, at least, has been measured.
Perhaps you too have a favorite dish to combat those microbes that lie in wait for us each winter? Are you presently cooking it?