06.11.2014 – Some weird pasta with beans and fried rice

David is over excited because I'm back and I can cook for him again and he's keep saying - It is so perfect to eat your food again! You are cooking for me again! And on he goes even though we don't have anything in the kitchen, we haven't bought any food since we came back and all I have is one can of beans and pasta. 

But David is really happy because we are together again and I'm cooking and he's not eating his parents' food, which is great in his eyes, since he naturally despises all that comes from his family (he's from a very rich family actually).

In the evening the hunger is bigger and the food is lesser then less so I try to invent something from nothing and I made up this recipe for fried rice.

And he says - I love it when the rice is like that!

I ask - How?  

And he says - So good! 

So that's about it. I'm happy he's happy. 

Recipe for the fried rice (which was actually pretty tasty)

1 cup of rice 

2-3 cups of vegetable stock

Fresh spinach

Crème Fraiche 

Egg

1. Cook one pot of rice with two or three pots of bio vegetable stock.

2. Put into the fridge to cool a little or until David starts to scream - Auuuch.

3. Fry on the pre-heat saucepan with a little bit of oil. 

4. Add some spinach mixed with crème fraiche.

5. Break one egg on the one side of the pan, stir until done, then stir all together until you feel like the rice is fried a little. 

6. Eat. 

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. 

08.10.2014 – Gnocchi alla Davide

  "Auuuch…" he says. But I can't cook anything since he has to work for one more hour and I'm going to run. My regular run. That was actually David's and Daniel's idea. Daniel is a sport maniac and David needs to stay fit. (And to lose weight into XXXXXS jeans, I suppose.)

So I'm preparing him some corn flakes and he says: “And will I get my own bowl?!” he's scared that I'm planning to eat it with him which I won't. “You know that I'm going to run, are you? I'm not going to eat, this one's just for you.” He signs with relief. Then he waits till I put his yoghurt on his corn flakes and open a bottle of nuttela. And Daniel is watching us with his critical eye as if he was saying: “What's the point in trying anyway?” but he's silent.

What I definitely need to mention is that David isn't retarded! He's incredibly sexy and hot. He really does look GOOD. He's handsome. Blond, tall, skinny. He has the cutest smile in the whole world. He has dark eyes and is so sweet when he's laughing.

And he's great in bed. Period. (This is the last time you hear me saying something like that.)

He can be serious, he really can. And attractive. But most of the time he deliberately chooses to act silly. As a child or rather as someone who can afford to act in a childish way and still remain absolutely irresistible.

Yes, sometimes he gets on my nerves. (Only mine because Markus is never fed up with him.)

And yes, sometimes he gets lost in his own plays and games and forgets to be “normal” again. But this is David. This is him. It belongs to him. To be the centre of the attention. All the time. (He competes with his best friend Victor though. Sometimes they even fight who gets more attention for longer time.)

Back to Gnocchi.

I put the Håkan Hälström CD into the player and I call for David to help me with making home-made gnocchi. He can do that. He helped me many times. We cooked the potatoes. Now we are making the pastry. And David has to separate the yolks and he hates eggs. Very sad since Markus, his boyfriend adores eggs. He needs to have at least one every day. So David is making sounds of discuss and I´m ignoring him. 

“Asch eggs…. And asch meal….” 

“But you love them to eat.” I remark. 

“Sure but they are discussing…” 

After that we have to make some “snakes” like we call it from the pastry and cut it into pieces. David invented cool method how to make round gnocchi, so he does them and he throws them into the boiling water in a way the water jumps from the pot everywhere, on the walls and also on him. He doesn’t give a shit. Throwing gnocchi is certainly more fun that just insert them carefully to the hot water. I'm careful not to say anything, he is allergic on critic. I can't say anything. I tried once or twice and you can't imagine the crazy reaction and anger. Must be some issue from his formative years.

“Finally you're cooking me something from potatoes, again.” He comments. Which sounds like he who loves potatoes so much never gets them and it's only me who choose the meal. Partly true.

While we're doing this monotone activity, Håkan is playing some romantic songs and it's everything so very romantic. Me and David and pastry everywhere and Håkan sings: “I'm twenty one….” And David adds: “No you are not…” and when the CD continues and Håkan has the courage to repeat his thoughts again: “I'm just sixteen..” David gets almost irritated. “What's his problem? He's old, isn't he?” and there is no point in explaining that this is just poetic licence of him, cause David hates Håkan from some reason and make me hard time right now. 

“Are you going to make some sauce as well?” he asks and I will, so he leaves me and goes to check instagram or facebook or whatever and when the meal is finished I'm so tired that I am hardly able to eat. And when he finishes first his portion he looks at me suspiciously: “I must have given you one gnocchi more, since you haven't finished yet.”

01.10.2014 – Okonomiyaki

As a second course I made this unusual omelette from eggs (Markus loved it) and some vegetables. I made a huge one for each of us and David was quite thrilled when he found out that he didn’t need to share with me. 

But after half of this Japanese omelette he can’t make it, it’s too big for his small stomach, yet he doesn’t give up. That’s not like him. To give up. Especially not with the food. He hates to leave the rests. He hates to leave something on his plate (whatever it might cost him). So he finishes it and then he has this happy smile on his face. Something like: “Now I’m completely satisfied.” But when I ask him about this dish he just inhales deeply and comments: “I totally overdid it.”

Well, David. 

Recipe for Okonomiyaki omelet (adapted from Jamie Oliver´s book)

1 onion

6 – 8 champignons

½ chinese cabbage

100 g radish

7 big eggs

150 g flour

Olive oil

Cut all the vegetables into pieces.

Break the eggs, add the flour, some salt and pepper (if you like it that way), add the vegetables into the mixture and stir properly. 

Heat the olive oil on the pan and then add half of the mixture and fry for 4-5 minutes. Turn the omelet to the other side. (Jamie says that if it´s not working to turn it, you can just slip it to the plate and from the plate put it carefully back to the pan, I did it this way, it´s pretty clever)

When the omelet is brown and seems to be cooked properly, immediately serve with some salad and dressing. Or fresh natural yogurt.

Enjoy and don´t overdo it!