Food Redux

The translation of that title would be Food Again, as in food I thought I ate but it decided to revisit me, in a rather violent manner. Yes, I spent all night last Tue, 11/17 getting well acquainted with the porcelain throne. I believe the "fresh baked" chicken quiche I purchased on Saturday and ate on Monday night was the culprit. I think it's fair to say I will NEVER think of quiche in quite the same way again, nor will I ever order butter chicken and nan from Swagarth's again (which is what I had for dinner on Tuesday night, just before Monday night's dinner decided to visit me again). Enough said about that.