The parents of my first Saturday student are both doctors. Medical doctors. The dad was in this morning, and noticed (a bit hard not to, really) that I have a cold. The following advice came, then, from a doctor. I found it rather odd, which was why I have repeated that fact.
"You have Coke?" he asked. With my ears a bit funny, I thought I must have misheard. I had not. "You get a can of Coke", he said, "you warm it up and put in some garlic. Makes you feel better". "As in - real Coke? The fizzy brown soft drink?" - I still didn't believe him. "Yep. You heat it so it not fizzy. The garlic, it good for antibacterial. The caffeine, it perk you up. Trust me, if you go chemist in place like India, China, this what they give you". Um... I asked if it was just for warm caffeine, would a coffee do - he grudgingly gave it the okay but really seemed to favour the soft drink option.
I couldn't bring myself to buy any soft drink, on doctor's orders or not. I bought some antihistamine (which doesn't seem to have had any effect), and did the garlic-caffeine thing in the afternoon, with a tiny bit of honey as well. The first whiff made me not want to drink it. Appetising. I tried to ignore the 'aroma' and downed the first mouthful, and it was not as bad as feared. The honey was the saving grace, really. By the last few mouthfuls I was so relieved. I'm not sure it really did what it was supposed to do (maybe he was right, and fizzy brown soft drink really is the way to go) but I didn't die either. And I did have enough energy to get through the day with only a little nap. Alternating blocked and runny, sneezy nose, at the tail end of a mariachi gig, resulted in very little sleep last night.
So, I've tried this. The childhood remedy was a lemon-ginger-garlic-hot water horror, which always made me rethink if I was really sick. I might give both options a go tomorrow.
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Saturday, 25 May 2013
Monday, 23 April 2012
Coffeecoffeecoffee
Alternative title for this post: "I can see through time...." (that's Lisa Simpson).
Non-school breakfasts include one coffee. I think this is the law. Mondays usually include a coffee post-workout, around 10:30 or 11. This morning I was meeting someone about Fete de la Musique (coming up on June 21), and I met my brother in town for coffee. We went to Pour Boy, on Wharf St. Because I arrived first I ordered a coffee and, by the time everything else arrived I'd finished that... So I had another. Pour Boy does great coffee. And they have great service. And their muffins - wow. All the food is made in-house. Near the end of that coffee, I confessed I had no idea what to do for a New Thing for today. "There's a great coffee place the other side of Central Station", says my brother, "but that would be your 3rd in an hour". Hm. Let's do it.
We ended up on the corner of Wickham Tce and Upper Edward St. In a building not unfamiliar to me... A dear friend, now in Melbourne, was part of the team who redid the interior design of this art deco landmark, Wickham House. Now, in the corridor is a coffee place, called Brother Espresso.
And the barrista wears a tshirt with an important message. I loved it so much I took a photo (with his permission) - and, when we were done, I asked if I could put his photo up here. (These are both new things - I don't know if it was the excess caffeine or if I'm just becoming my mother).
This was another great coffee place - and can you see how much chocolate is on top?! Amazing. Such a creamy taste. So, I think I have another go-to place for caffeination. Three in an hour was perhaps a little too much though - my legs, already sore from Trainer Dan, felt really odd, not so much jittery but like I was about to run a 10km race.
I thought that would be my limit of coffee for the day. Not so. After lunch I was considering a nap (seriously sleep-deprived) - but with so much to do I kept going. Before my last student, I had a snack and a coffee, hoping it would help me get through tonight's gig. But even before that began, I knew I needed something more. I resisted the urge for a cola drink and went with a coffee milk instead.
Total coffee units for today: 5 plus a coffee milk. Wow. I wonder if I'll sleep tonight.
Non-school breakfasts include one coffee. I think this is the law. Mondays usually include a coffee post-workout, around 10:30 or 11. This morning I was meeting someone about Fete de la Musique (coming up on June 21), and I met my brother in town for coffee. We went to Pour Boy, on Wharf St. Because I arrived first I ordered a coffee and, by the time everything else arrived I'd finished that... So I had another. Pour Boy does great coffee. And they have great service. And their muffins - wow. All the food is made in-house. Near the end of that coffee, I confessed I had no idea what to do for a New Thing for today. "There's a great coffee place the other side of Central Station", says my brother, "but that would be your 3rd in an hour". Hm. Let's do it.
We ended up on the corner of Wickham Tce and Upper Edward St. In a building not unfamiliar to me... A dear friend, now in Melbourne, was part of the team who redid the interior design of this art deco landmark, Wickham House. Now, in the corridor is a coffee place, called Brother Espresso.
And the barrista wears a tshirt with an important message. I loved it so much I took a photo (with his permission) - and, when we were done, I asked if I could put his photo up here. (These are both new things - I don't know if it was the excess caffeine or if I'm just becoming my mother).
This was another great coffee place - and can you see how much chocolate is on top?! Amazing. Such a creamy taste. So, I think I have another go-to place for caffeination. Three in an hour was perhaps a little too much though - my legs, already sore from Trainer Dan, felt really odd, not so much jittery but like I was about to run a 10km race.
I thought that would be my limit of coffee for the day. Not so. After lunch I was considering a nap (seriously sleep-deprived) - but with so much to do I kept going. Before my last student, I had a snack and a coffee, hoping it would help me get through tonight's gig. But even before that began, I knew I needed something more. I resisted the urge for a cola drink and went with a coffee milk instead.
Total coffee units for today: 5 plus a coffee milk. Wow. I wonder if I'll sleep tonight.
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