I got up early today, under the exciting rhythms of "Pata Pata" in the radio, the eyes swollen with insomnia, the head always with the musical notes by sinking into the imagination of multiple dances which I could never implement, but with one waddle on the spot, in my bed, I always say that nothing is impossible.
After several attempts to join the sleep unsuccessfully, I put myself up saying in me that life belongs to those who get up early, while blaming the organizer of the radio who had an effervescent and irritating voice, and after hygiene morning, I rushed in cursed radio, nibbling at appetizers, to lower his volume (who seemed low paradoxically with him the hysteric voice of the organizer), then and suddenly I hear that today is "the international day of the kitchen", shoot!
I strove to reach a memory which levels me in a culinary activity, in an effort already spent on cooking, in a spark which can protect in me the hope of a multi-purpose young person in the practices of existence, fi! I had only photos with friends who they cook during our sleepless nights time that I took care of the logistics and the arrangement for an organized well space (it is considerable all the same, is not this step?), I was lacking motivation, I was a crank.
I admit that I do not miss talent, this is said by my mother, she appreciated my first dish, eggs, she devoured them in full heart. My second dish, it was a drink indeed, a tea, served to my eternal and inescapable admirer, even if he was a little too much concentrated, she asserted that I had put in it my touch which distinguishes me. Ah yes, I am talented of nature! And well, I realized that I had a motivation which can pull me of the intellectual scarcity where I live.
I decided that shall enrich me in the art of the gastronomy, already I would attend with my mother the kitchen, I would not live there full-time, it is bothering and tiring and ca give badly to legs, but I am going to arrest the principles, the whys and wherefores, and I shall continue, I have of the talent I overestimate.
Let's go back to the subject.
I wanted on the occasion of this sacred day to congratulate all the parts involved in the gastronomy and in the art of the kitchen, I wish you a good world day of the kitchen.
Tribute is carried in: my Mother - Soumicha - Olivier Rameau - triple star Leader Paul Bocuse - the "Naked leader" …