On Friday night Beverly joined me in the valley for dinner. We went to California Pizza Kitchen. We split a salad and a pizza (as is our custom). After I ate the pizza (the “Curry Chicken”) my lips swelled up. They swelled up so bad that when we returned to my place she insisted on making an ice pack for me.
By the time she dropped me off at Bob Hope Airport the next morning my lips were back to normal.
PS – no, I’m not allergic to curry – I actually keep and regularly use curry spice in my kitchen.
