This morning I found myself here in this house, which I think is mine. I'm not sure, even if some memory seems to resurface gradually. I hope I did not appropriate space to someone else. I would like to ask for help, but I do not trust anyone.
And I have a damn hungry ... Ah. Yes yes ... Cooking. I love it. But here there is little or nothing. The refrigerator is almost empty. Chicken, tomatoes and ... do you call this thing. One moment.
"Excuse her. Yes, you down the road! What is this? Ahhh, well."
So, I said. There is also the dandelion. Then the cous cous and curry Bengali. Oh, look. Even a large grapefruit. Instead, these eggs expired I do not do anything.
Good. It's hot. I get kind of cold, lukewarm at best.
First of all prepare the cous cous. How strange, I remember how. Little water with a little 'extra virgin olive oil and a pinch of salt. Bring to a boil, then add the cous cous. Stir and let stand a few minutes. Then add a little oil on the fire and shells with a fork for three minutes at most.
Now the tomatoes. After being chopped into pieces, pass it to the oven, sprinkled with a little 'sugar, for about an hour at 100 degrees. All that remains is to prepare the chicken. I cut it into strips, then bake it on high heat with a little 'extra virgin olive oil and a clove of garlic. A half-cooked (very short) I add a spoonful of curry and half a glass of grapefruit juice. Once dried, add the chopped dandelion leaves, salting all with two pinches of salt.
that remains is to assemble all the ingredients and, if desired, use a pastry rings to give it shape.
Good. Now that I have a full belly, I devote myself to research my identity.
Ingredients: chicken breasts, cous cous, red tomatoes, dandelion, grapefruit, olive oil, salt, garlic.
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