He texted: “Fish ‘n chips tonight?”
She texted him back:
“All you want from me is a food.
The ocean of chips on your plate
Crispy, spicy, hot and salted,
Mixed with broiled tilapia parmesan.
And it’s never enough!
Not a single morning goes by without eggs:
scrambled whites with a mushrooms,
or omelet with tomatoes and peppers.
It’s the only time of the day when you pleasant in every way…
If you can’t find 9 sugared cookies or à cottage pie in ‘your pocket’ – you are going nuts. Like a child. And don’t tell me you don’t remember how you’ve tried to cut down Christmas tree in your own backyard. No. It wasn’t funny. To see you running around and screaming: ‘Please Santa, save me, all I need is a rain of potatoes and beef, because I am starving here’.
With chicken masala?
Spinach and carrots?
French onion soup
and sea food pasta?
And this is what you are calling ‘snacks’. Only!
All I think about during a day – ‘I must feed him. He wants his fancy artichokes and home-made ketchup. Perhaps in the bed. Sometimes in the morning too‘.
While other girls spending time reading fashion-sites, I’m studying new recipes from web-cooking books. I stuck between cocktails and baking.
What about the food of love? One of the kind, never to be digested…?!
He texted: I love. Chinese?
She’s angrily texted back:
You are the queen of Chinese. But after Chinese you are still hungry and I have to cook a turkey roast for you. With a wine. And by night wear a chicken-costume because only that can make your dong wake up nowadays.
Then in the middle of the night you are suddenly screaming:’what a nightmare! there are much worse things than salt and fat’…and we end up eating Mcburger and a large ice cream cone. Or two.
Then you often trying to talk in French to me and it’s terrifying. Because you don’t know French!!!!
He texted: food is good. So chinese or fish ‘n chips?