A sweet porridge was prepared before me today. It was made with plantain and I really enjoyed it, though it was just small so I was not filled to the brain with it.
I’m still expecting whoever prepared the porridge to actually come over and do the rantto of the food.
That’s the only way I can get better with what we have here in my stomach. I have not eaten anything tangible since morning and the day is fast spent already. I need something to refill myself to the brim and actually get myself right on track again.
This is not the first time delicacies will be prepared before me and it will surely be in short format. I mean it should have actually been heavy amounts, I mean large amounts. Something that is big enough so that I can at least eat.
And refilled to the brim and have something to sleep with for the night. But as he’s looking now, I haven’t done the best of the night. I mean, I’m not filled yet.
I’m expecting more. More food is about to come and I’ve called whoever is behind all those delicacies of food to prepare another round for me. Or I look for another things to eat, or even decides to go to the kitchen myself and look for something better that can filled me up, then look for another delicacy. Another way round to this is have one delicacy per week, just a small portion to it.
Then after that I can eat anything else. I mean the normal food that comes daily. Well I don’t know if that would be possible judging from the economy of the country right now.
But trust me, it is very very possible. I mean, how do you not even explain all this? It is very, very possible to have a special delicacy per week, provided the economy will allow such a person to hold such a thing.