The cat slept all day Sunday, but has been a bit more active today. I think he'll probably recover.
My mom used to make celery soup when I was a kid, and I was not too fond of it, but I suspect that it was because it was a cream soup, and I've never liked those much (if milk is hot it should have chocolate in it, not celery, tomatoes, potatoes, or clams!) But I was very fond of raw celery filled with either cream cheese or peanut butter, which I frequently got as a snack.
In the 1970s a Jewish deli opened up in a nearby business district and they served Dr. Brown's Cel-Ray
, surely the strangest of soft drinks, but I developed a bit of a taste for it. After that, I would usually seek out a deli that served it whenever I was in one of L.A.'s Jewish neighborhoods. It's every interesting if you only have it a couple of times a year. I wouldn't mind having a bottle right now, but I believe that the nearest deli to this backwater is 90 miles away in Sacramento, and I don't miss the stuff that
much, not even after having been without it for nigh on thirty years.