In which she discovers most of a can of coconut cream that needs use up

On the way to the busstop today I found myself crying for no particular reason so decided to turn around, take a mental health day, and go back to bed.

When I woke up at noon or so (from a dream of teaching Twitter to 17 eager students) I felt a lot better and decided to tackle the fridge. There I discovered many things which are now in the rubbish where they probably should have gone some time ago, and also a nearly-full can of coconut cream that needed using up.

So I made pancakes for lunch with coconut cream instead of milk (and halfway through added a squirt of lemon juice because I couldn't remember if the baking powder needed lactic acid to bubble properly) and lo, they were good, and I had half a can of coconut cream that needed using up.

So then I made a marinade for some chicken for dinner, using about equal volumes coconut cream and lime juice, plus paprika and half a chopped dried red chilli and garlic powder and whatever else seemed like a good idea at the time. Once it was nearly cooked I threw in some frozen peas (saving one of course for Boots). When it was fully cooked I ate it with rice and discovered that

1. it probably only needed about half as much lime juice as coconut cream, unless one really likes lime, but it was quite edible anyway; and
2. I still have a quarter of a can of coconut cream that needs using up.

I wonder if it'd go with muesli for breakfast tomorrow?