pstamler
Well-known member
Hi folks:
Well, this was a week. Monday night took my sweetheart out for Valentine's Day dinner at my favorite Thai place. Tuesday morning, 7:15 am, woke up sick as a dog and exploding from both ends. Spent the next few days alternating between bed and the john. Didn't have a real meal again until Saturday night. Still feel kind of weak, and don't want to see Chicken Pad Thai again for a good long time.
Still trying to decide what I had. My buddy who ran sound for us at tonight's gig (which I played sitting down start-to-finish) had the same thing two weeks ago, and he says two other people in our crowd have had it in the last month. There can't be that much bad chicken in town. Or can there? Valentine's Day, of course, was a very busy night at the restaurant, and under those circumstances sometimes corners get cut. And there were bean sprouts in the dish, which have a bad reputation -- but Rebecca had Pad Thai and sprouts too, only hers had tofu instead of chicken.
So maybe I got a virus at the dance the night before (I had several cookies from a shared bowl), or maybe I got shigella or salmonella or something from the Pad Thai. In any case, on Valentine's Day next year I'm cooking, and it'll be a veggie stir-fry. No sprouts, no tofu.
Peace,
Paul
Well, this was a week. Monday night took my sweetheart out for Valentine's Day dinner at my favorite Thai place. Tuesday morning, 7:15 am, woke up sick as a dog and exploding from both ends. Spent the next few days alternating between bed and the john. Didn't have a real meal again until Saturday night. Still feel kind of weak, and don't want to see Chicken Pad Thai again for a good long time.
Still trying to decide what I had. My buddy who ran sound for us at tonight's gig (which I played sitting down start-to-finish) had the same thing two weeks ago, and he says two other people in our crowd have had it in the last month. There can't be that much bad chicken in town. Or can there? Valentine's Day, of course, was a very busy night at the restaurant, and under those circumstances sometimes corners get cut. And there were bean sprouts in the dish, which have a bad reputation -- but Rebecca had Pad Thai and sprouts too, only hers had tofu instead of chicken.
So maybe I got a virus at the dance the night before (I had several cookies from a shared bowl), or maybe I got shigella or salmonella or something from the Pad Thai. In any case, on Valentine's Day next year I'm cooking, and it'll be a veggie stir-fry. No sprouts, no tofu.
Peace,
Paul