17.10.2014 – Sweet & Sour Thai Chicken

John asked me to cook with him one of our favourites Thai-foods, the one we once (ok twice) had together on that wonderful beach here in Stockholm called Hornsberg strand. There is a Thai restaurant Pong and I took him there for a date. Bought him an ice cream, chocolate mint one (“I wanted to tell you I want the mint ice cream and then I said to myself, if it’s a destiny, he would knew which one I want so I didn’t say anything…. “) and then took him to this Thai restaurant. 

Well, he was waiting outside (“Watching over the bikes.”) and I stepped inside and bought us sweet and sour pineapple chicken. As revenge John went to the coffee kiosk and brought us fucking delicious latte. We sat down and watched the sunset, the sea and ate the meal, absolutely perfect moment. 

Since that we both love Thai food. We already tried some dishes (the best Thai Pad is in Nynäshamn Thai restaurant close to Lövhagen! I promise.) 

Today he decided we should cook it together. And well in the end we weren’t exactly alone while cooking and eating, David was there as well to taste that “famous meal of you too…” (said ironically with a sad smile as if I was about to leave him for John…)

Note:

                    add 1) Daniel – the sport freak forced us today to his own version of triathlon. We had to bike to nearest city (6 km) and then swim in a pool (“At least ten pools you lazy ladies!”) and then cycle back and then RUN (7 km) and we didn´t have time to eat during the whole day, so imagine

                add 2) when we started to cook it was already 8 pm and I was death tired and hungry and angry

So in the end I cooked angry-sweet and sour chicken almost without John (he was too weak to assist) and I used for the first time the cornstarch, the texture of this weird ingredience was so unusual and I was so tired then it looked like some kind of magic, then John helped to put the cornstarch into our sauce and I told him “I think this is enough, it´s already not so saucy as I imagined…” but he was very self-confident “…this boy doesn’t know nothing!” so we put all the magic ingredience into the sauce and well, it didn’t end up ideally….looked like the whole sauce magically disappear. 

Anyway we were so hungry we ate it in few minutes with David´s comments “I´m so happy when I know that there is some sweet waiting for me…” cause we actually made apple pie the other day. 

As a bonus I managed to almost broke John´s feet with my chair in a desperate attempt to sit closer to him and made him sad (“I thought it was supposed to be fun…”) when I stressed about what to add next while cooking. 

So that was my day. 

15.10. 2014 – Apple Pancakes

Last two days Simon cooked and occupied my kitchen which made me pretty nervous and I was sniffing around him like a hungry dog, watching his every step. 

In the evening David said: “I haven’t had anything sweet today yet.” So Simon took his iPhone and looked up a recipe for pancakes. Well, David was not the only reason why he decided to make the pancakes. On his last bike trip through the island he picked up some apples from other people´s gardens (we can easily say he stole some apples…but well…) and those apples began to decay a little. He couldn´t stand it. So he killed two flies with one shot with his pancakes recipe. 

The pancakes were stunning. Apples were mixed in the pastry and I added some chocolate just to make David even happier. We made them together with Simon and tried to keep it as a secret because we actually wanted to make a pancakes cake from them. They were perfectly shaped and not too thin and because I wanted to do something for Markus as well so I used the cat form twice and made Cat pancakes especially for him. (He adores cat in almost weird way. His Facebook is actually full of cat sites and pictures and funny videos. He always watches them and laughs and David usually says: “Are you watching cats again, Markus?” or “What is it? A cat?” he also sends the best of cat pictures and videos to David, just to share the happy feeling with his beloved one but he doesn´t really meet with the understanding since David “…love cat but not on a Facebook. I really don´t get it what is so cute about it….”)

David´s nephew Pelle came and he immediately screamed: “Uncle David!!! I knew there would be pancakes today!!!” (He´s not really Pelle´s uncle, but that is the easiest way how to classify them. Pelle is son of David´s ex-boyfriend. To be precise. Actually David´s soul is in a way very similar to Pelle´s who is probably seven years´ old or something. Some part of David stayed childish and he can re-call this part of his soul every time some child is around. So children love him.)

But stay in focus. And the focus is on pancakes now. We whipped the cream. By hand since I don´t have an electric mixer. So I have to become one in order to whip cream. It’s fun. David usually says: “You are crazy…” and he looks very suspicious while telling that.

I also splash them with little bit of whisky. (“What else, David…”)

They were delicious. 

And we watched stupid German movie afterwards.