I think I may be coming down with a wee bit of the scurvy (argh!) because what I've been craving more than anything is citrus fruit. And mostly grapefruit. This is unusual because up until yesterday I was pretty sure I didn't like grapefruit. But a craving is a craving and I ate the one that was sitting on my kitchen counter for 2 days (which I bought when the craving began and I happened to be at Sprouts and grapefruit was on sale.) and friends, it was delicious. Why haven't any of you told me that grapefruits are yummy?
Scurvy naturally makes me think of the sea, which naturally makes me think of the show Carrier that has been airing on PBS. A camera crew filmed a deployment (6 months maybe. Or a year. I can't remember.) of an aircraft carrier to the Persian Gulf. Fascinating stuff. It made me both love the military and applaud my decision to not be in it. I can't do push-ups, for one. And I don't look good in turtle necks, which most of the crew were wearing. But what I really wanted to bring up was that saying, "He swears like a sailor." Because what I have learned from this show is that if there were ever a group that really deserved that distinction, it would be actual sailors. And maybe the contestants on Top Chef.