A pica pica was looking for little insects in the tree in front of my house.
I went in to town to get Sinterklaas presents. My inner me started demanding food.
I went to Wagamama where I was the first customer of the day as they had just opened.
It rained all morning, the chess board was empty.
My chicken katsu curry arrived soon and I enjoyed it very much.
In the meantime two people had started a game of chess. Eventually white made a mistake and "gave away" his queen. Stupid.
I felt like a dessert and have developped a liking for banana katsu. I think I pretty much eat everything that is crumbed and deepfried.
On my way home the bridge was open.
I worked on my Sinterklaas poem a bit. Fourth verse is almost done.
5 comments:
don't you mean crumbed, deepfried and finger shaped?
*everything* crumbed and deepfried :-)
What is the Sinterklaus poem?
@ Gianna: "Sinterklaas" is a childrens feast where presents are given. Adults like it as well though ;-) In your family you draw a name of the person you have to buy the pressies for. The presents are accompanied by a poem :-)
Oh, jammer dat ik nét niet kan lezen voor wie het gedicht bedoeld is;-)
Man wat ziet dat eten er weer lekker uit!
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