gluttony

When….

when the colleague of your husband has a passion for cooking

and when he rents a restaurant once in a while to cook a whole menu for his friends

and when you and your friend decide to drive there on a Saturday evening in the late autumn sun

and when the menu consists of six courses

and when the restaurant is a vineyard in the Klettgau region

and when you get a glass wine for each course, sometimes even two

and when those wines fit the menu

and when the food is scandalously delicious

and when your husband and your friend’s husband are at home having an almost equally good dinner

and when you roll your eyes in pleasure while eating the main course

and when you start mumbling something about Michelin stars while eating dessert

and when you arrive back home at midnight and plump onto the bed

and when you feel like being 8 months pregnant again because you can’t find a sleeping position that’ll comfort your belly

and when you deny the chanterelle omelette your beloved husband wants to make your for Sunday morning breakfast

and when you have it for lunch instead

and when your husband sighs happily while eating the lamb that you brought home in a doggy bag because there was so much left in the kitchen

and when your 15 months old daughter happily munches self grown mangold

and when you feel you’ll just have a coffee and some salad for the rest of the day

…then you are hopelessly wallowing in gluttony experiencing culinary raptures 🙂

About erdhummel

Familial entropy - that's an insight into our current life which has been fundamentally changed last summer when our daughter was born. Having studied in Cottbus, Germany, and worked/studied in Edinburgh, Scotland, we momentarily live in a small town in Switzerland where Karsten is trying to save the environment and Freddie is trying to save our sanity. Since there is not much time for elaborate, long emails while doing that, we thought a blog might be a good option to smuggle ourselves into the lifes of our friends.
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