Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We're getting some warmer weather, and I had a lovely walk with a friend this morning.  We're planning on eating a meal together, six feet apart in her back yard.  Pizza.  I haven't had a pizza in months since we've not done take out, but I can't go on forever cooking every meal.  I need a break.  Tonight I'm making a meal my mother used to do:  salmon cakes and mashed potatoes.  She made a white sauce with it, but I'll skip that part.  By now I'm running low on the little flourishes that make meals, like canned pickled beets, olives and cilantro.  I told my friend I've also had an uptick in craving bear claws, donuts, scones and cookies.  All things I can't eat.  I've made tapioca and sugar free chocolate mousse, but I want the hard stuff.  Ice cream.  Oh, well.  I'll have to stick with apples and pears and peanut butter.  It could be much worse.