寶寶同學 ...Michi likes chocolate✿

It's a nice late summer day, although it's in August but I can sense the coming of autumn. Summer has gone or it has never literally stayed...

I am quite having appetite since a while, and also balcony mood. I made my lunch, some yesterday Fusilli with tuna sauce and dark olive. Very good combination, and me and Michi always like the second day pasta. I sat in the balcony, having my lunch and reading a book. I remember last time I was sitting here was about two years ago. A very warm afternoon, sun ray was too bright that I had to wear sun glasses. Neighbours and kids were loud at the little square. I was calling my Mum talking about recent life. But not this time, and it won't ever again either...

I don't know why i didn't come to the balcony for so long. Maybe because I was all the time busy, or the weather was never allowed me to do so, or I just simply didn't like this neighbourhood and the kids play football who makes lots of noises. Today it perhaps gonna be the last time, I would have to say farewell to this apartment, and this city. Moving to Arnhem make me quite happy in one hand. I told myself I will have a quite life there for a while. It's the time to pack the mood from these four years and planning for something new, although I don't know what. But when I am about leaving, the sentiment dose come out. I forgot all I have hated and complained, i start to love everything that surrounded me, well that's never included the football kids.

The wind blow over, I have to tighten my cardigan. The wind has driven my attention from the book to the little square, while I am eating. (it's really not breeze believe me, there's no breeze in Holland, only wind). A father was teaching his boy to to jump onto the bike. The boy couldn't do it at the beginning then the father demonstrated to the boy slowly. It's the time for the boy to try again. I was expecting his falling, because I thought I would fall and the bike was way too big for the boy. But he did succeeded. Start with the left foot stand on the pedal, right foot push. After it moving, use the power of moving to keep the balance and let the right leg get over the seat to the other side of the bike. Here you go! He made it! I could never make it, after falling from the bike for 5 times at the first year here. I never dare to try trick anymore. He driven away with his father after the training. There is no one left on the square apart from two guys sitting on the bench at the corner. This is not usual for a Saturday like this.

I was thinking about my Mother, I hope everything's fine with her. I was thinking about Michi. From today on we won't call each other for two weeks. During this time I would also have to finish lots of things and move as well, of course. The longing for being together has been replaced by another harder one, a two years prolong... This perhaps good.

all right, i shall write it down now, otherwise never gonna happen.

it's really weird to not to take a shower or even wash my face then hanging around in the city.

this f**king siwmming pool f**king closed again. it's not f**king the first time, either second...you somehow planned your whole day because you gonna go swimming. so i got up 6:30 started to work, without taking any shower, just waited till the time you can go not you want to go. because they have f**king stupid timetable unlike anyother country in the world, why the f**k i have to follow the schedule? it's like in the morning 7-8, one hour open, lunch 12-13 one hour open, evening 20-21 one hour open, that's it. what are they doing with the pool of water without people in it...

i hanging around, i brought a pair of earrings, i want to have that book called the parallel encyclopedia but they are not in stock. i want to have wangton soup, so badly. im having stomach-ache for two three days, i need some warm Chinese dish.

I am learning get up early like 6:00 and start to work, I can work much more than before. the day getting long. the sun disappears after 10:00 in the evening...

我还是想家楼下的馄饨还有我妹带我去吃的蟹黄馅儿的馄饨，还有我爸包的饺子，我妈做的西红柿汤...

这篇是写给老头子的。老头子遗传给我的除了模样以外，还有对美食的研究。不过关于模样，越是大就越有人讲说我长的像我妈。不过总之我没遗传到他们漂亮的地方。

我是想说，我屋子里的九层塔长的很好，都再不用担心说家里没有新鲜的香料可以用。关于九层塔，我也是才知道它的中文名字。这个东西我大概只会用在煮意大利饭。对于我的意式橱艺我还是很骄傲的，大概是会比我的中餐要做的好。话回来九层塔，英文名字Basil, 意大利文：basilicum。因为是北方长大的小孩，来欧洲这么多年一直误以为basilicum是来自地中海，亚洲是没有这种香料的。

一天和台湾的朋友去吃泰国菜，我们点的泰国basilicum炒尤鱼。我还在感叹说为什么在亚洲没有这种东西呢？结果我朋友（南方人）说，“哦，我妈总是会用这个草来炒尤鱼啊！中文名字是九层塔。” 我一下恍然大悟，只记得小学还是初中有一篇美文题目是九层塔。不过我从来也没有念过，只知道结局很悲伤...”自此九层塔在我的印象中是一种很神秘的东西，甚至我都不清楚是什么物种的东西...

饭后我马上就去查还有什么香料我根本就知道，还误以为是仙草之类之类。

有一样东西还是瞒神奇的，便是茴香。此生只吃过几次茴香包子，也从来没有包过所以实在不知道茴香是个什么样子，只知道是很细很细的叶子。不过茴香的味道到是独特到一吃便知道是茴香。

在欧洲的市场上总是会看到一种奇异的蔬菜叫做fennel。是很大一棵象根一样或是相当粗壮的茎，很壮实，其实样子有些象心脏。颜色是白色过渡到分支的时候是淡绿色。在欧洲那么久我从来都没有想过要去试一下这个异果，因为这个形状我实在试不知道要怎样我做。只是今年有一个project是要用很多蔬菜来拍照片，因为其相貌我实在是要试在我的照片内。后来拍完照片自然会把那些瓜瓜果果的东西煮来吃。结果吃到fennel就觉得这个味道好象茴香。可是奇怪了我知道茴香的叶子很细很小，到也很象fennel上还残留的一些叶子。可是在中国我们明明就是吃叶子啊。 wikipedia上讲呢，中国人吃茴香的叶子还有拿种子做香料。外国人吃茴香的茎／根。

不过我个人认为茎／根比叶子要好吃，吃起来有些象芹菜不过是茴香的味道。

所以老头子，要是在南方找的到九层塔和茴香的话，做来试试！

It was 26 years ago, i guess you had made a big effort to let me out of your body.
It was you give me today. I am certainly not young anymore... Time for me to start
to something. But it hard and tough to begin...
I just would like to thank you, Mum. You gave a wonderful world.
I love you, more than ever...

yrs, lulu