poniedziałek, 27 czerwca 2011

Debauchery - limited edition


Whenever I go home I'm 100% sure my stomach will be pleased, my nostrils will be spoilt and my taste buds will explode because of all the variety of tastes. Now, when I've been living in exile for nearly a year it is impossible to go home and not to eat a proper meal. It's not that I feel obliged to have family dinner but I just keep forgetting how broth tastes and how to chew a piece of a chicken breast. Thus, visiting my family house is the best opportunity ever to... eat. Why? Because I'm living with a cook who doesn't cook at home, I have more time which I think I don't, I'm not forced by anyone to eat which I dare say every now and then sucks.
And what is great about it, is that my parents really find pleasure in offering me all they have. Sometimes I think they wish to put the refrigerator on my back and wish me to travel light ;)

LOVALOT

And once at home, there's no criticism left. I don't judge, I don't frown, I don't demand too much, which is so unlike me! ;) I'm so positive with my parents around, in the place I truely love and which truely loves me. This is where I feel love and where I feel safe and where broth tastes the best not because of a well-balanced amount of pepper and salt but because of this piece of heart put into it. (Fuck! Why am I so sensitive today?) Anyway, the broth was fantastic and I felt like its temperature just melted my heart and again it was terribly hard to go back to Poznań.
Green beans, cauliflower and fried cabbage a'la my grandmother made it even harder. Figuratively because I had to leave my hearth; literally because I ate more than I had thought I am able to.

All the good things and a wholly good daddy ;)

Today I finally rose to the decision I'm going to start cooking and in order not to lose the zeal and to make it work I chose weekends for the time when the kitchen's going to change into a small restaurant (one-person restaurant but still). My next step towards being a valuable woman. The first one was when I put my tattoo idea aside... It wouldn't look good if and when one day my baby would stretch it ;O