Tag: caffeine

Word of the Week #289:

Ladyfinger

So, do you guys like tiramisu?

One of the modern culinary classics, right?

And when you think about it, what is there not to like? Some fancy biscuits dipped in a fancy coffee, then topped with some mascarpone and chocolate. Literally, what’s not to like?

Well, yesterday, I came across a restaurant that has tiramisu pancakes on its menu, and that just made so much sense! It sounds like the perfect breakfast dish. Who wouldn’t want to start a day with that, right?

How happy would you be tackling your day after a breakfast like that?

Incidentally, or actually appropriately, tiramisu translates to “cheer me up”, and I just love that.

When you really think about it, the ingredients of a happy life are so simple and often so obvious.

And yet, so many of us struggle to build or sustain a happy life.

It just seems bizarre to me, sometimes… Why isn’t it easier to be happy?

Well, in my case, I’m not allowed to have caffeine, so…

We play with the hand we are dealt, am I right?

Word of the Week #102:

Defiance

This has been an interesting week. There are quite a few incidents we could discuss.

A large part of it has been the Farmers’ March, here in our home state. In a nation build on peaceful protest and dialogue, the past few instances of unnecessary violence have left a poor imprint on our collective memories. Therefore, the maturity and consideration of the protesters, and the kindness with which the common citizens have responded, is a refreshing sight for these sore eyes.

But, instead, let us focus on the aforementioned eyes, for a moment.

You know, my life has recently undergone a tragic change. I have had to bit adieu to my favourite drink in the whole wide world: Thums Up.

For the uninitiated, let me just say that Thums Up is a cola drink presumably prepared from the caffeinated waterfalls of heaven, and no earthly drink could ever compete with it. And, in a cruel twist of fate, my body has grown completely intolerant to caffeine.

Now, I haven’t been able to consume chocolate and coffee for all of my adult life, and I have had time to make my peace with that, but this is too sudden and far too cruel, and I have not taken it in my stride just yet.

So, as it would happen, I ended up falling off the wagon, tonight, and boy, did I fall hard. Not because I am weak willed, of course, but only because I refused to drink an orange soda. I mean, there are many atrocities I am willing to tolerate, but orange soda? I’d rather drink my cola and embrace the consequences than put that putrid hell-spew in my mouth.

So, I am now lying in my bed, dizzy and weak, but I remain as proud as a Saiyan Prince. With my head throbbing, my ears ringing, my eyes smarting and my limbs wailing, my only regret is that I have no Senzu Beans to spare…

Yeah, pride comes at a price.