Too much green cabbage. Unfortunately, I only realise when there’s already a massive amount inside the colorful frying pan. The rest, thinking in advance as a good chef does, already lies finely chopped…
Now you must be strong and find alternatives and compromise. Right, a salad. But I only have chives, onions, garlic and cabbage. A little plain in terms of color… I submit (young and inexperienced as I am) to the online advice and let the leftover cabbage mingle amongst a mixture of garlic, oil, salt and pepper and some slightly expired lime juice.
Thus, I have completed the second salad of my life and the 24th warm meal (Ha! As if I still count 😀 ).
And it is delicious. I’m still mum’s son, in the end. 😛
The calculation around the time change gets much more complicated. From the 5th of April, I am only 10 hours ahead of you… I don’t know who invented this. At mine, we go FORWARDS and at yours you go BACKWARDS. 😀
These days I am picking apples again and from tomorrow we will harvest the world-famous variety ‘Granny Smith’. These apples won’t get to Germany, but the look of the trees is overwhelming. Not the least in the eyes of the picker. 😊
The mornings grow increasingly ‘crisp’, but it always ends in baking heat. 😀 Did your sweat ever go INTO your ears? 😀
4 arms would be the only logical answer.
Monstrous compared to other trees and as full as it ever gets.
The days until my (temporary at first) arrival at the family grow less and less and the anticipation rises on both sides, as I have heard…
By then there would be quite different things and all new impressions to report. Now the working life only flows by itself as it is… 😊
