Om nom nom.
Today I want to talk about food.
Why is eating such a pleasurable thing to do? Why does it taste so good? Why do we reward ourselves with food when we have accomplished something? Why do I often think that "when I get this and that done, I'm gonna treat myself with some chocolate/a lunch at my favourite restaurant/some extravagant hot drink at the cafe I often go to"?
Food is strange thing.
I don't really have one favourite food, but if I had to name couple of awesome dishes, they would be 1) tortillas, 2) lasagne made by Mom, 3) this awesome sauce* my sis sometimes makes. She is a very good cook - better than I am. Sure, I'm not helpless when it comes to making some food, but my problem is that I can't seem to find the perfect mix of spices. Sometimes the food I make ends up tasteless. I really hate that.
Today I treated myself with particularly good food. Some pasta and tomato sauce (which I actually bought from the market due to feeling so lazy) and salad with feta cheese. I wonder why such a basic salad can be so delicious. Just some iceberg salad, cucumber, tomatoes and feta cheese, and voila. It's perfect. I could eat bowls of salad - it's just that good. (I actually tried to take a pic of my dinner, but for some reason my computer and cell phone won't connect via bluetooth.)
What is my favourite dish at morning? I suppose currently it is a bowl of granola, natural yoghurt and some berries (self-picked, of course). It's a dish made in Heaven - healthy and tasty. Plus my morning just doesn't get going without a glass of orange juice. I enjoy the slow mornings when I can eat in peace and read some history magazine or the newspaper (if it is Sunday - I only order the Sunday issue).
Luckily I made pretty big bowl of that tasty salad. I think I'm gonna prepare a plate of it with some bread made by mom. Om nom nom!
*See what I did there?
Why is eating such a pleasurable thing to do? Why does it taste so good? Why do we reward ourselves with food when we have accomplished something? Why do I often think that "when I get this and that done, I'm gonna treat myself with some chocolate/a lunch at my favourite restaurant/some extravagant hot drink at the cafe I often go to"?
Food is strange thing.
I don't really have one favourite food, but if I had to name couple of awesome dishes, they would be 1) tortillas, 2) lasagne made by Mom, 3) this awesome sauce* my sis sometimes makes. She is a very good cook - better than I am. Sure, I'm not helpless when it comes to making some food, but my problem is that I can't seem to find the perfect mix of spices. Sometimes the food I make ends up tasteless. I really hate that.
Today I treated myself with particularly good food. Some pasta and tomato sauce (which I actually bought from the market due to feeling so lazy) and salad with feta cheese. I wonder why such a basic salad can be so delicious. Just some iceberg salad, cucumber, tomatoes and feta cheese, and voila. It's perfect. I could eat bowls of salad - it's just that good. (I actually tried to take a pic of my dinner, but for some reason my computer and cell phone won't connect via bluetooth.)
What is my favourite dish at morning? I suppose currently it is a bowl of granola, natural yoghurt and some berries (self-picked, of course). It's a dish made in Heaven - healthy and tasty. Plus my morning just doesn't get going without a glass of orange juice. I enjoy the slow mornings when I can eat in peace and read some history magazine or the newspaper (if it is Sunday - I only order the Sunday issue).
Luckily I made pretty big bowl of that tasty salad. I think I'm gonna prepare a plate of it with some bread made by mom. Om nom nom!
*See what I did there?