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Saturday night we had 4 friends over for dinner. It was perfect! I made vegetarian sushi roll, vegetable tempura and spicy eggplant noodles. Little chocolates and Vietnamese sesame buns for desert. We drank quite a bit of wine, and a few big bottles of Chouffe, too. It was all good- great atmosphere, very cozy.
Fast foward Sunday morning: Me, hanging over the toilet and I swear, Satan himself had taken me over. It absolutely wasn't alcohol- I didn't really drink a crazy amount and something just wasn't right. I. Was. So. Sick. Aweful- really something out of the Body Snatchers. I panicked that it was the food- but no one else was sick. Strange bug?
Today I feel a bit better but not fantastic. I think I'll walk to the post office to get some air.