The last thing you feel like when battling flu is cooking.
Who has not been afflicted by one of the latest bugs sweeping the country? If you have escaped, then I'm sure you have family or friends who have come down with something.
I'm so over it. Usually I shake off a cold after a day or so, but not this one. I've felt exhausted, hot and cold, downright wretched and certainly not interested in food or making it. Finally, I gave in and went to the doctor, taken medication and now I'm coming right.
In times of old, managing a return to health would have emanated from the kitchen. Food as medicine was well documented by the likes of Mrs Beaton and Miss Fannie Farmer, circa 1900. Any respectable Victorian or Edwardian guide to running a household would have included a chapter on "Invalid Cookery".
Fast forward to 2012. We have to keep eating, we don't feel like cooking, and we may want to help the afflicted by dropping off some nutritious supplies. Here are some thoughts: