For the first time in ages I cooked something here. Not “cooked” as in “pull of the wrapper, pierce the plastic surface, put the frozen stuff in the microwave, nuke it with thousand watt for ten minutes” – but cooked, as in grab a potatoe, peel it, slice it, put it in this nice, civilised porcellaine form. Ad other vegetables (!), crumble some non-feta-cheese over it (it is called “Balkankäse”, cheese from the Balkans & made from cow milk), do not forget the garlic and the red dog – I call these little red hot Paprikas / Chilis / peppers roter Hund. It is complicated with these names, but “red dog” is simple, and everybody knows what is meant. Gut the red dog first, cut it up, and sprinkle it in the form. Perhaps I just wanted to write “gut the dog” on my blog ? The ingredients are piled up, cheese on top, a little sour cream – ready in fifteen minutes : Voila, un gratin.
Now let’s listen to some swinging music : The guitarist Albert Aloysius CASEY (Ger., Eng.) (1915-2005) performs his song Buck Jumpin’. I hope you enjoy the music, may we all be rescued from the evil.