i eat meat
22 Oct 2011 1 Comment
in blabber
not eating meat isn’t exactly difficult for me. once i decided i didn’t want to have meat as a part of my diet anymore, i just stopped.
christmas dinners, barbecues, rome, london, singapore, indonesia. no meat.
i’m not saying it’s always easy but i have no problem sitting at a christmas dinner with beautiful smelling pinnekjøtt right in front of me and not eating it. i happily munch on buns with salad on them at barbecues.
MOH had a spinach and sausage pizza in rome and i said, ‘i’m so jealous, you have spinach on your pizza.’ i got my revenge later on with a beautiful dish of gnocchi with spinach so i was happy.
proper english breakfast in london. MOH had the whole package. i sat across the table from him with his bacon and sausages and thought my mushroom and eggs with toast were divine.
i went to singapore with my mum and my sister. the first night we were there they ate rice with barbecued pork and i, having not eaten anything other than airplane food since midday, sat there with no food and still i wasn’t tempted.
i have gone home to indo three times since i stopped eating meat. the last time, in august, was brutal. my siblings were there so there was a lot of eating done. siomay, bakpao, martabak, kroket, jalangkote’, kompiah, fish soup with chicken broth (i know, how weird), ayam goreng, yum cha, pangsit, bubur babi just to name a few. not to mention mum’s cooking. trust me, there were times when i was pretty sure i was insane for not eating meat. but still i didn’t eat any.
so all in all, i’m pretty good to sticking to vegies and seafood.
however.
there is this food that contains meat product that i still eat. i can’t give it up. i’m not willing to give it up. i don’t think i can give it up. good thing i never claim to be a vegetarian anyway.
here it is in all its glory.
my much loved indomie goreng. impossible to get in norway so we brought plenty from indo and my brother is going to bring us more from germany in december.
is there anybody out there who had tried indomie goreng and not like it? that’s not possible, is it?
cold feet
04 Oct 2011 2 Comments
in in norway
norwegians wear socks at home. MOH, born and bred in norway, wears socks all year long. i think he wears thick socks even in summer. i pick on him quite a lot. ‘why do you always have your socks on? i’m indonesian and even i don’t need them.’ something along that line.
we all have gotten socks for christmas presents from my MIL. obviously not as our main present, just a side present. but i can honestly said i’ve received socks as a christmas present. she always says as long as your feet are warm, you’re warm so it’s important to keep them covered. with proper socks. long socks, not ankle socks.
when my brother was here last winter, he didn’t wear socks at home either. there we were, two indonesians walking with bare feet and MOH had socks on his feet permanently.
well… i am cold. freezing more like. so i went to the attic and took one of the heaters down. then i dug around the socks drawer, found my pair of thick socks given to me by our neighbour and put them on.
we’re heading to days with single-digit temperature and freaking hell, it’s cold!
