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So, I’m always on the lookout for new chicken recipes. And that’s because it’s practically the only thing I eat, that and fruit and fruit juices. Oh, and who are we kidding - carbohydrates (hello my little friend.)

I dig out a recipe for chicken cacciatore and think I’ll try that. Hmn. Two cloves of garlic. Wimpy. Why not three, or more? After all, I shop Costco on occasion, and that occasion has produced whole garlic heads sold in its own super-long sleeve, similar to an evil Santa stocking.

So, caution to the winds, in they go. And I’m sautéing like a fiend and deglazing and it’s ready to eat.

And I learn something. Slightly too toasted garlic bits seek revenge in the night. Revenge in the form of heartburn. I remember once saying (snorting, actually), Who are these people? Who gets heartburn? And last night, I find out.

I have a paramedic friend who actually carries a baggie full of flat, pastel colored, chalky pills to chew for heartburn. But she’s a paramedic; I’m a publicist. I don’t have to jump on anybody and thump their chest and shock them (unless I want to.)

And I don’t have any of the pastel pills.

In desperation, I turn to the internet. And I find that you can eat apple slices, chew gum until the flavor disappears, drink mustard with water, drink a tablespoon of white vinegar, or drink a tablespoon of apple cider vinegar. And so I did the last one on the list.

And it works. Just like that.

And so today I’m thanking the internet for being there. Not just to research or dig out statistics – but for the little things – like making acid back down. And if I ever meet Al Gore, I will toss my arms around him in a big old bear hug. (Now, won’t he be surprised?)

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