Waking up at the usual predetermined time, walking into the kitchen to begin slicing..what I began with was apparently mushrooms, thinly slicing until there was a huge pile of it.
Groping for capsicums, slicing them and sauteing them in olive oil with mushrooms until all was cooked down into smoky sweetness. Smatterinfg with pepper, salt and a few more spices before throwing in a couple handfuls of sprouted mung beans for that protein element, you see.
Finally, a final stir in of cooked potatoes and the fillings for a fantastic sandwich were done.
Sprinkling copious amounts of good cheese and sandwiching the cooked elements between slices of multigrain bread only to grill on a buttered pan to make it crispy and deliciously tempting.
The final touches provided by a professional packing in cling wrap and one part of the lunch being done was packed away in a lunchbox.
A few quick practised chopping motions towards assorted fruits, mainly kiwis and mangoes that got packed in a smaller container to serve as post lunch dessert, DONE!
Lunch was packed and ready to go.. what remains now?
oh yes, breakfast!
Good ol' hearty milk and oats with nuts and few dried fruits with a hint of vanilla sugar, steaming hot and ready to eat, on the table..and I opened my eyes to a cool room, my sleepy form still ensconced in sheets. The cat curled into a ball next to me, proximity of bright white light streaming through some source, birds chirping and the remnants of male parfum lingering in wafts.
What? what is going on?
According to the clock it was 7:30 am, and I had apparently not woken up at all in the morning. The packing of lunch in crystal clarity as viewed by me was happening in dreamscope with dolby slumber surround.
But how could that be? I'd sliced the mushrooms, the bread, the breakfast?
ah, all a dream dear.
People had left and I imagined it all.
well, well..
What can you say?
Groping for capsicums, slicing them and sauteing them in olive oil with mushrooms until all was cooked down into smoky sweetness. Smatterinfg with pepper, salt and a few more spices before throwing in a couple handfuls of sprouted mung beans for that protein element, you see.
Finally, a final stir in of cooked potatoes and the fillings for a fantastic sandwich were done.
Sprinkling copious amounts of good cheese and sandwiching the cooked elements between slices of multigrain bread only to grill on a buttered pan to make it crispy and deliciously tempting.
The final touches provided by a professional packing in cling wrap and one part of the lunch being done was packed away in a lunchbox.
A few quick practised chopping motions towards assorted fruits, mainly kiwis and mangoes that got packed in a smaller container to serve as post lunch dessert, DONE!
Lunch was packed and ready to go.. what remains now?
oh yes, breakfast!
Good ol' hearty milk and oats with nuts and few dried fruits with a hint of vanilla sugar, steaming hot and ready to eat, on the table..and I opened my eyes to a cool room, my sleepy form still ensconced in sheets. The cat curled into a ball next to me, proximity of bright white light streaming through some source, birds chirping and the remnants of male parfum lingering in wafts.
What? what is going on?
According to the clock it was 7:30 am, and I had apparently not woken up at all in the morning. The packing of lunch in crystal clarity as viewed by me was happening in dreamscope with dolby slumber surround.
But how could that be? I'd sliced the mushrooms, the bread, the breakfast?
ah, all a dream dear.
People had left and I imagined it all.
well, well..
What can you say?
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