Once upon a time there was real food in Le Trucs kitchen. Not talking about Gueldenes Glueck but real cooked-on-the-stove-after-chopping-vegetables-and-meat-food! But who, oh who deflowered the stove? When Le Truc peeped around the corner to have a look who was crying (onions) and sweating (micro kitchen) in her very own lumberroom for food aka kitchen she saw: "The Mystery Man with The Hat." A paparazzi shot:
The smell was fantastic and reminded her of...food. There was a rumour that it really existed.
And. It. Did. There. Live, in front of her, boiling in a pot which wasn't even hers but borrowed from a friend who just bought it. As if that friend had known that there will be cooked food in Le Trucs appartment and a pot needed.
It was filled with:
~ chicken filet
~ soya bean sprouts
~ courgettes
~ ...and things I can't remember nor identify from the picture.
The curry was more than enough for 4 persons plus provided two of them with a delicous lunch the next day. Somehow it intensified its taste overnight, so was even hotter 24 hours later. What a pity it didn't also multiplied in mass, too.
For dessert Flatbitch made a terribly good and unbelievable easy Dulce de Leche that even Le Truc is able to do since the ingredients only consists of a can of condensed milk and 3 hours of time. In which said can is cooked, unopened and unspoiled, in simple water and emerges as a substance in perfect caramel coulour, perfect caramel odour and a taste that causes pleasure, no FOODGASM!
Since TMMWTH has moved on, there won't be any more red oder green or yellow or violet currys. What a pity, Le Truc just got accustomed to real food after the culinary events of the last few days. But now, let's get back to sausages, bread and balcony!
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