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I can very distinctly remember, even now, standing in front of the stove as ein very young boy, cooking cabbage or beans or whatever other unsavory bits of nourishment we were able to afford after the countless bottles of liquor had been purchased. I would stand on the tips of mein toes, trying to keep the steam from fogging up mein glasses, for I wore them even then. Und I would think to meinself - I would promise meinself - that once I became ein rich und powerful man, I would eat whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, und I would never, ever cook it meinself.
When I would go to the bakery to buy the day-old bread, I would look at the beautiful, gleaming confections in the huge case und I would wish. When the owner was not looking, I would press mein nose against the glass und hope that I could somehow be absorbed into it, as if there was ein looking-glass world just on the other side.
But wishing does you no good if it ist all you ever do. I soon learned that I must be the one to take control. Und so I did.
I remember, at the end of the very first dinner I ate with the Führer (though of course, they did not yet call him that) after he found me, ein large chocolate cake was brought out und I was allowed to have as big ein slice as I wanted. I was so happy I could have cried, und by all rights I ought to have made meinself sick with as much as I ate. As the years have passed, I have kept to mein promise und I have eaten ein great many delicacies as ein result, but to this day I still believe that cake to be the most exquisite thing I have ever tasted.
When I would go to the bakery to buy the day-old bread, I would look at the beautiful, gleaming confections in the huge case und I would wish. When the owner was not looking, I would press mein nose against the glass und hope that I could somehow be absorbed into it, as if there was ein looking-glass world just on the other side.
But wishing does you no good if it ist all you ever do. I soon learned that I must be the one to take control. Und so I did.
I remember, at the end of the very first dinner I ate with the Führer (though of course, they did not yet call him that) after he found me, ein large chocolate cake was brought out und I was allowed to have as big ein slice as I wanted. I was so happy I could have cried, und by all rights I ought to have made meinself sick with as much as I ate. As the years have passed, I have kept to mein promise und I have eaten ein great many delicacies as ein result, but to this day I still believe that cake to be the most exquisite thing I have ever tasted.