Sometimes it’s so hard to write something. There was a time the daily prompt came with a few guide lines to make it easy to write. It’s harder now with one word. Nothing comes to mind even when one peruse what others have written, and comes to the conclusion no ideas-nothing in the eggnosh upstairs.
Son came from the hospital–tired and hungry. He had been up since two in the morning. He espied the pot of chickpeas I had left to cool off. I love to add chickpeas to rice. It’s one of my favorites along with raisins, walnuts (adding walnuts I copied from my sister). Son filled a bowl with chickpeas, added salt and black pepper, and sat down to eat it. He had another bowl full, then declared he had his lunch, and promptly went off to sleep.
He gave me the idea to have the same myself, saving me from thinking what to have for lunch. I filled a bowl, added half a tomato plus a little bit of onions, and vinegar. I microwaved it for a minute, added salt and pepper, and presto here is my lunch. Easy peasy go!
I have zipped up my lunch, and now I can have a go at other things I have to do.
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