Kitchenry and hot lemonade

I've been fighting off a terrible cold this whole week.  I finally succumbed - I mean completely and totally succumbed - on Friday.  I had nothing.  Not even a smidgen of energy.  Even now I am still out for the count.  A red, bleary eyed, snuffling, coughing, sneezing mess.  

God bless hot lemonade.  Hot water, lemon juice and a little sugar (sorry, I can't do without...).  It's actually kind of soothing, in a tough, raspy way.  (No, I am not making sense now, am I?)  Well anyhow, my husband swears by eating raw lemons and so far he's held out.  I can't do that.  So I drink them.  (Next best thing?)  

Needless to say I've been taking it easy these past few days.  A little crochet here, a little (umm, ok fine a lot of) reading there, some resting, lots of soup, lots of tea (and hot lemonades).  That's me anyhow.  The kids are still going full throttle.  It's tough for them to slow down for mom.  

Not to say that we haven't had happenings in our home and kitchen.  It's just much, much slower; much fewer culinary projects happening simultaneously.  Slow, slow, slow.  That's where I'm at.  Happily, I did manage to make that apple custard pie for tomorrow's Thanksgiving feast.  Small victories.  (I will post the recipe someday - it is probably the best apple pie we've ever had.)  

Happy Thanksgiving, fellow Canadians!