T STands For BesT DieT Ever

 

So, I turned on our IKEA-oven.

After preparing, preparing, preparing.

 

As I said to my T... loose your job, you find other work...

 

Adriano and I went to the kitchen, with Bose 🎧 of course - sadly he will never be here in person, the wonderful Adriano Celentano...

Just imagine!!!!  He´s the age my Dad would be. 

I never cooked or baked with my Dad.

And Ingo´s Dad? I watched him baking us a... tongue (brrrr).

OK, it was tender. Yummy, but your brain, mine at least... said NOOOOOoooo... don´t bite your tongue!!!

Which tongue is who´s?! Still cow´s or mine?! 

(My Brother once bit his tongue two thirds in an accident!)

Anyhows.

Our oven takes ages to heat up (we have a quick small one for Toast Hawaii and such).

So once I start this oven it´s a galore. I´m frugal...

First: Jalapeno-Cheese-Cookies.

 

Then: Pizza-Muffins. 

I was already done by all the yummy smell!

Last: Lasagna.

 

 

Soooo much cheese in the making! Ate half a carrot, added the other half to the lasagna-sauce, and was done.

Not hungry.

Just satisfied by the looks, smell and satisfying work.

(Plus... accidentially licked my fingers. Jalapeno, eh?! For crying out loud!!! 🤣)

 

Best diet. Cook and bake for others/neighbor/later.

How can any chef ever get fat?! 

 

Not that I call myself a chef!!!! I´m a tiny beginner still. 

Plus... not cheating here... for brekkie I had the rest of Ingo´s yummy Labskaus ...

Henry 🦁

 

 

 

In.The.Face!

Seems to last forever, too, the food, Henry (sorry, you asked for the egg!)!

I felt sooooo full and had eaten nothing since early morning! Crazy, huh?

Same with you?

Went up to my dear W.

Actually just wanted to hand over the pappmaché-plate with the bakings but he looked so sad and lonely and happy seeing me, asking me inside...

Without masks we sat at the big table (distance, right!) and he talked his soul out. 

 

 

And there was my other pappmaché-plate from after Christmas, neatly decorated. It broke my heart.

LOL, glad I was not hungry (he tasted the still warm lasagna right away and said, hmmm, but the cookie from hell... sat there after a bite, LOL!

2 hours and only cause then he had to leave to YAY see his wife.

I dunno.

He is always VERY direct. I like that.

Think Ingo and I are the only ones. No one else in this house seems to care for / about him.

And yes. He has two kids.

They tried to throw him into a nursing home. That´s what he told me, at least. 

"Met" his son once, speeding to our house in his car whilst we talked, honked and W ran to jump in there.

Instead of stopping, saying Hi, thanks for taking time with my Dad... OR SOMETHING POLITE LIKE THAT.

Moron!

My Brother said I might be lonely at old age having no kids.

Hm.

W?

Two kids. 

Has Ingo and me.

 

And lasagna, it is a dream, I mixed up two recipes and likely cannot repeat it, darn that!

 

 All I know you need Mutti- tomatoes!

 

This is for Elizabeth and Bleubeard´s "T Stands For Tuesday"

 

And here is my entry for it, it´s T-Day, right?  Ingo wanted me to post Teewurst:

 

 

Wiki says: "The name, which means tea sausage, is said to derive from the habit of serving it in sandwiches at teatime."

 

Henry says, no, wait you need...
 

How many Henries do we have, I tried to capture first pic:

Journal for Eileen, right...

 

W secretly put an Easter-Bunny in front of our door - darn it, I nearly stepped on that!

He wrote his name on both sides so I don´t miss it, so cute (a real man can take "cute").

 

At the grocery.... The butcher, SO NICE! Then the cash-out-guy, too, peeps, go shopping very early morno and peeps are nice!

Needed to go again and the cash-out-girl, lovely.

AND!

I´m here, not in hospital, YIKES - there was ice, so slippery, you would´ve laughed seeing me nearly fly, waving my arms for balance.

Next day brightest sun, then hail! And another nice sales girl at the grocery.

Yes, lockdown, but grocery is open.

I listened to Stevenson and made a bucket list and Ingo cut my hair, yay, after three years this was due! Also was in town... ghost town, pics to come...