It’s a mystery, all right …

My mind definitely wanders. I do love to daydream. And you could say I have an over-active imagination. So is it any wonder this recent WordPress Daily Post really tickled my fancy?

“You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next.”

Well to begin with, I’m not sure I would have been more startled by the strangers in my house or the fact they were eating cake. I never have cake in my house. Okay, maybe that’s a slight exaggeration. But only slight.

First of all, I don’t bake. I’m not a sweet lover. From time to time I get a craving, but they are few and far

Day 77. A Craving

I spent practically the whole day yesterday craving Peking duck.  Kind of bizarre, I know.  Not that there’s anything wrong with Peking duck.  I love it.  But it is an odd ‘craving’ to have.  Most people crave sweets, or salty snacks.  And of course we all know what weird things pregnant women crave.  This, however, is unusual.

But, at least in my case, it’s not so surprising.  Here’s what happened.  In the morning I got an email letting me know that a WordPress blogger ‘liked’ one of my posts.  Theirs was not a blog I had seen before, so I immediately clicked on the link.  What was the post that I zeroed in on?  A recipe for Peking duck.  And that was all it took.

That’s all I wanted to eat for the rest of the day.

Mmmmm.  The slivers of moist, yet still crispy duck.  The cucumber.  The scallions.  All wrapped up in those nice, little pancakes.  And the hoisin sauce.  Thinking about it now, it might be the hoisin sauce that I craved the most.  And because it’s me, I always have to add some hot sauce.  There’s one I really love.  Cannot remember what it’s called, but it’s the consistency of mustard.  It’s red, though.  I go through dishes of it.  I put it on everything.

Do you have any idea how easy it would have been for me to get some Peking duck?  There’s a very good Chinese restaurant,  within walking distance to where I live.  In fact, I walked right by it, on my way to get groceries.  So why