June Newsletter

Bring on Summer

When I returned from my May coast-to-coast tour in Sicily, I got something on the plane home and was bedridden with a fever—not what I expected. I knew I was sick as I was hallucinating and my dreams were in “reels”. So strange.

After a week of antibiotics, I left the house on Wednesday and returned to the kitchen. If I am not cooking, you know I am sick.