I'm sick. And I don't mean the sniffle sniffle sort of thing, I mean the head-pounding, can't stand upright, hot-again-cold-again, do I have the plague sort of sick.

It's times like this that I remember that I promised myself a subscription to <a href="http://www.remedyquarterly.com/about/">Remedy Quarterly</a>. A magazine that claims to have <em>Stories of food, Recipes for feeling good</em>, I find their suggestions potent and the stuff 'me ole nan' used to concoct. Which means it likely works. 

To knock this plague out of my system, I'm going to have a stab at the submitted recipe for Fire Cider. A heady mix of apple cider vinegar, garlic, cayenne and water

