Pita Pockets at Home!

When I said the man is recuperating at home, he totally is. As slow and excruciating it is, he forces himself to take daily walks with Choya. He has to walk off the bloatedness and slowly rebuild his core. He isn't up for eating at the restaurants either. He can't eat that much and he still can't sit through a one-hour meal upright in the dining chair. So he certainly isn't up for receiving guests till tonight. Well, not that people need to come visit. They don't need to and they don't have to. The text messages from our friends were more than sufficient to warm our hearts. 

When the man felt better, S and N ran off from the office early, and came over for a chat. They popped out to buy food and brought dinner too— pita pockets from Miznon! There was plenty of food! The table had ABU Kebab with beef and lamb, tahini, chilli, salsa, onions and parsley, Folded Cheeseburger with a fried egg, onions, sour cream, and aioli, two portions of the Lamb Shawarma of sliced lamb, tahini, chilli, tomatoes and onions, and a Mushroom of portebello, oyster, shiitake, aioli chilli and sour cream. Pickles were packed into all the pita pockets. All the pickles are long, generous, crunchy and delicious! 

Ahhh... these pita pockets truly hit a spot. The man loved his lamb shawarma. He could eat and had appetite. He finished the entire portion. That was a surprise. He couldn't finish full portions at one sitting. Luckily he didn't over do it. There was an extra mushroom pita that we bought to share between us. Noms. 

Dessert was randomly bought from Awfully Chocolate — a chocolate stack and a nutella tart. We had wine too, two bottles! That was my first drink in 1.5 weeks. Ahhh..... I needed it. S and N and I split two bottles of wine! There was no alcohol for the man of course. Hurhurhur. Not till he's cleared of antibiotics, and all risks of an abscess. His digestive system is being reset, and he can't afford to fuck it up.