wooooo hooo…
It’s the first morning of my three weeks break! Not a yearly affair, perhaps decennium. Stepping out from my bedroom, I was faithfully greeted by my muso, Kuta. Acknowledging him with a peck on his cheek, I freshened up before marching to the kitchen.
Beethoven filled my spirit this morning.
La Big-Breakfast Sonata was on mind. Main movement, sunny side up omega eggs over toasted baguettes with smoked bacon, accompanied by sautéed porcini mushrooms and grilled cherry tomatoes as the entremets. Served with freshly squeezed orange juice and perfectly brewed coffee being the grand finale. What a masterpiece it would be, I imagined!
I set out in action. Fifteen minutes later, the composition was ready to be played. Not so like I imagined but I love it. Listen.
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| Newly composed-piece! |
The plain toasts were a little roasted, but nonetheless crisped. Buttered and berried, to be.
The invigorating aroma of my silky black coffee hung in the air. Sugared and milked, to be.
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| Ready to be devoured! |
All the while, Kuta sat on the frosty marble kitchen-top, watching and waiting. Waiting for his breakfast, AvoDerm, his very premium food. He instantaneously charged towards the saucer as I replenished.
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| Waiting |
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| Meowing and Burping... in synchronization |
*Ooppss.. did I say I meowed :-P*
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