Yeni's - Receipt Stories

Story #1



My name is Sandra. I am twelve years old. Ever since I was five my parents were divorced, after my father became disable and sitting in a wheelchair. I am in charge of shopping for glocery, cooking, gardening our house and all the rest of house tasks. My father also cannot speak well, I don't have much friends at school, so don't have much people to talk with. There is only Prince. My dog, I named him Prince because he is the only one to rescue me from my depressing life. Today I went to buy some macaronies and garden gloves. After cooking dinner, Prince and I played in a garden. He digged and I planted flowers. I wanted to surprise my dad, when warm spring comes. I wish he can see my beautiful sunflowers. I want to give a smile to my dad.


Story #2




My husband is a very busy salery man. He wakes up very early. Every morning, I tost him a bread with cup of coffee, and fresh orange juice for my self. He cannot forget to drink coffee before he leaves, to keep him awake from sleep. I also don't forget to pack him a bag of cookie, it is for his dessert after lunch. When he comes home from work, he is very exhausted. For my husband who work so hard, I decided to cook him a very special dinner every night. I went to the supermarket, and grabbed instant coffee, orange juice, margerine, cookies, macaronie, butter and milk. Today I decided to cook him a creamy vodka sauce macaroni. After having a dinner he came close to me and hugged me tightly. He wispered to my ears.
Thank you for preparing the special dinner for today, and for everyday. You are the hard worker in our family more than me. "


Story #3




Your lips are melting chocolate


Your cheeks are peaches


Your eyes are clear water


The every moment were sweeter than any candy treats


The sweet dream wakes me up with spark of soda


You are gone now. Gone deep away to your own sweet land.





Story #4

They march, they crawl in a hot summer day. They swim, fight in a muddy ground. They march in a row, getting their work done. Some has survived, some has died. No matter how hard the work is, they continues. They carry heavy things to their place. The war became more threatning for them. They moved faster, fighting against their self to survive. They knew it was too late to run away. The strom was coming. I couldn't look anymore to the violence. Mom discovers the dead soldiers, she screams, and vacumes them away. Some of them still swim in a chocolate and takes scrums of biscuits. They ignored. They are the ants.

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Hai RyPark - Market Receipt stories

Receipt B

C1.

Today, I went to a big market to buy some food with my sons. Few days ago, I decided to be on diet because I feel I am getting fat, and I am not going to buy high-calories food today. As soon as I got in the market, I grabbed a cart, and put thin crackers into it. These are great for appeasing my hunger at any time. Oh, I found some good mint tea... I think it is brand-new, so I put two boxes of mint teas into my cart. I realized that my sister will be happy if I would give one. When I approached to fruit section, I saw fresh peers. I picked up 2 for my sons. When I turned around, I suddenly found that it is one fifteen for each, so I grabbed two more for my husband and me. There were all four pears for my family. While I was sill deciding which rice would be better between Basmati rice and Thai jasmine rice, my sons came to me with toys on their hands. They clamoured for the toys. They wanted even two cars each…I was really confused. I said no at the first time and turned away to choose the rice; however, they kept bothering me like chicks crying for hunger, and I started to feel headache because of that. Finally, I permitted to buy the toys and dropped both Basmati and Thai jasmine rice into the cart. I think I will be in trouble to choose what rice I am going to cook for the dinner tonight.

C2.

I am living alone in Toronto. I am here in a market to buy some food because my sister is coming Toronto from Vancouver tomorrow. Because she does not like coffee, I choose some mint teas that look brand-new. A clerk is displaying some mysterious rice for sampling. I have never heard of the rice, which is called Basmati rice, but it taste good. Umm... Beef with rice will be great for tomorrow’s dinner... so I choose the rice and my favorite Thai jasmine rice. What can be great for dessert after the dinner? I grab a zero Trans fat cracker to eat when we watch tv. When I approach to a cashier, colorful toy cars near the cashier catch my eyes. They remind me my nephews in Vancouver, so I buy four toys to give them by my sister. When the cashier scans the food that I buy, I realize that I forget to grab some fruits! I stop the cashier for a minute, run to the fruit section, and grab some peers. They look fresh and sweet. The whole things come out of about 25 euro. I am really looking forward to have a great time with my sister tomorrow.

Receipt G

C1.

On Friday I was shopping for some food to prepare for the picnic on Saturday. I was going to go to a big park near my home with my friends. My friends would bring some food, and I told them that I want to bring some sandwiches. To make sandwiches, I put eggs, juice, and some dessert into my cart already. I thought I should bring coffee as well. Coffee after lunch would be great for all of us. After I filled up my cart with salt, margarine, cereal, and etc. that I need, I found delicious cakes and pies. There were various flavours. I cannot pass the cakes and pies, so I bought four different kinds of dessert; strawberry, blueberry, chocolate cakes and an apple pie. The people who were going with me were three so I bought 4 desserts. I thought I bought everything I need, but at the time, I got a call from my mother not to forget to buy a wrapping paper and gloves. I had totally forgotten about them but thankfully, my mother reminded me. I bought a wrapping paper and gloves at the end, and came back home.

C2.

My parents are gone to the states for a week, so I should make lunch for my sister and brother for a week. I chose to make sandwiches for them and bought wrapping paper, gloves, eggs, and juice. While I was looking for cereal for breakfast, I grabbed 2 Coffee Gold because I thought there is no more coffee left at home. At the seasoning section, I picked up salt and margarine. I think sandwiches with macaroni would be great, so I put it into my cart. After I chose cookies, I thought same sandwiches everyday will make them sick, so I decided to buy pies as well. Because my sister and brother like apple pie and raspberry pie, I bought 2 pies for each flavour. Even though it is not the lunch that mom made, I am pretty sure that they will love it.

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Receipt - F

Story (1)



Feb 7th, 2006
Gosh… I can’t believe that I only have $34 in my pocket… Where all my money has gone? Ah, I forgot to introduce myself… My name is Nate and I’ve been traveling the US after quitting my job to experience the new world. And right now, I’m in big trouble... No!! It’s probably a new challenge for me…..
Then... what is new challenge? I’m going to tell my story ~
After quit my job, I need some changes in my life. So I planed to travel the US from east coast to west coast only with $1000. Isn’t it brilliant? Yea... Kinds of silly...and dangerous… ha-ha!! But I enjoyed a lot! And luckily, I came to LA but now I only have $50 and I’m really really really hungry… so should I get some food or not? It may sound really silly but I’m really serious………………………………
(5 min later………….)
Ah!! I can’t wait anymore... I don’t mind if you blame me as an impatient person... but for me I need to fill my stomach first then... think about rest later…
Ah, there’s a supermarket… bingo!!! I got chicken sate salad, tea & fruit exotic and 2 kebab….Omg... it coasts $15.28………………………. I’m broke….

Story (2)
What time is it?? Its 12:30PM … It means I still have 40 minutes before business meeting… I’d better stop looking for food and get something quickly. I really don’t want to be in a hurry. Chicken salad and Kebab…. It’ seems perfect combination for lunch and tea… lovely!!
Ah… I’ve been waiting today … I can say I lived only for today... My life, my future, my career and everything is depends on the success of this business meeting… I have to make it!!! After that I’m gonna have a beer to celebrate it!!!
Oh… wait!! I think I can’t eat everything… It seems too much now… and I have so much pressure… I’d better just drink tea and refresh myself for the meeting ~~ wish me good luck!

Receipt G



Story (1)

Hi, my name is jessica and I’ve been working at a supermarket as a cashier for 6month. Actually, working at a supermarket is really boring… there’s only just repetitive behavior exists such as say hello to customer, use the machine to read barcode from item and get money and give back the exact change. That’s all I do during work hours… So I usually imagined what my customer going to do with what they just bought. It’s really funny.
However, before holiday season and long weekend, we are so desperate and depressed because there’s a lot of work load to us. Ah… today is going be a long day… Wait!! Wow there’s really hot guy in beverage section and he seems like having light that surrounding him… Please come to my position… I want to see his face more closely… please come to me… Oh…. My god… he’s coming towards me.. yea!!
Hi!~(more nicely) and..I try to start little conversation…
….
….
Oh… he might have friends come over because he has wrapping paper, instant coffee, orange juice, rice crackers salt, eggs, muesli, cookies, macaroni, and buttermilk desert… garden gloves??? That doesn’t make any sense… weird…

Story (2)
Today is going be a long day because I have to clean up my house and garden. Recently, I bought a newly built 2 storey house with lovely garden and tomorrow my parents and relatives will visit to see it so I don’t have any choice… Actually, I would take a rest with my parents during my long weekend peacefully but… they invited close relatives…. Maybe they are so proud of me… Anyway, I have to make a list which I must buy today first. I need wrapping paper for my cousin’s present, instant coffee, orange juice, rice crackers salt, margarine, garden gloves, eggs, muesli, cookies, macaroni, buttermilk desert.. Not too many~ Ok!
I’m really new to this neighborhood so I‘d better go big market across the street… hmm… not bad. Actually, better than my expectation! But I found some strange stare from cashier… It makes me uncomfortable… Why is she staring at me?? I don’t know…… and there’s only her at cashier… damn it! I went to her … and she tries to keep saying something… and I just want to get out of this place…

Hau-Ling (Andrea) Chan's receipt stories

Receipt M

Story 1

On! Why do I have to do this for her? No more.” Laura says. She is walking to the grocery’s store and preparing for the Teatime party for 2 days after. “What do I need?” She is searching for her grocery list. However, she forgot it at home. “Oh no, then what should I buy? What do I need?” First, she goes to the drink part. “Lemon ice tea and apple juice may be for Angela and her friends.” Then she goes to the milk product part. “Smoke chesses, cream chesses 50%, and Bire 60% are pretty good for their parent as snack. May be I should make some mayonnaise for in case.” Kids like assorted waffles. “Is vegetable good for some snack” she is thinking in her mind. I like Sliced Pickles and radish. Angela likes salami-snack. “I forget to but chocolate milk and naturis yoghurt. I have to walk back to the milk product part. I hate that.” I should make some cucumber too. “Yeah, go to buy cucumber, crisps salted and grenadine syrup.” Finally, she finishes and walks to the counter. Now, almost is her turn to pay. She remembers she needs rubber boots, nail polish remover, shampoo, and plastic bags at home. Laura is walking back to get those with a disappointed face. “I have to remember bring the grocery’s list next time.

Story 2

She is very depressing. Everything when she is depressing, she loves eating. She has yoghurt, chocolate milk, and Brie 60% for lunch. She is watching movie now. She starts eating snack again. She gets the lemon ice tea, assorted waffles, salami-snack, and sliced prickles in the table with her. Within an hour, she gets some other food: salad with mayonnaise, smoked cheese, and apple juice. Watching movie makes her eat more. At the end of the movies, she has to get plastic bag to clear up all the garbage. Because of eating snack, her clothes are dirty. She has to take shower. However, when she takes shower, she realizes there is not shampoo. Also, when she wants to wash her nail, the nailpolish remover is empty. Today is a very unlucky day for her.

Receipt H
Story 1

It is time for a break. Stop and have some food. Take a break.” Lina says. Martin and Kevin take off their garden gloves. Lina brings out some food out. Martin is drinking coffee and eating the cookies. Kevin is drinking orange juice and having buttermilk dessert. Lina is outside standing with them and eating rice crackers. The garden is almost finished. During the time they are outside chatting, Lina’s children are hungry. Therefore, she goes to cook the macaroni with eggs. However, she makes too much. She needs to use wrapping paper to wrap some of the macaroni.

Story 2

Oh my god! My house is running out of snack even food. I need food to help me stay up late at night. At 12a.m., I run out to do the grocery. Wake up! Wake up!. Going to the 24hr-open convenience store at night is scared. Also, there is not much food choices and people. But I still buy some food and drinks back home. Coffee, orange juice, rice crackers, margarine, eggs, cookies, buttermilk dessert, etc. I hope it will be enough to keep me awake.

Aaron's Reciepts

Receipt 1, Story 1

Jack is a lumberjack, on his way to a 24-hour lumber jacking competition. Stopping by a department store he buys some coffee, cream and tea biscuits, for a snack and to keep him awake throughout the event. He also buys a handsaw. Now you may wonder why a lumberjack on his way to the Official Lumberjack 24 Hour Endurance Trial would need to buy a handsaw at the last minute. He doesn’t. He always keeps in his trusty tool belt a solid titanium, diamond tipped handsaw worth, like, at least 20 bucks. The reason Jack bought this 4-dollar handsaw is because he likes to buy cheap crappy saws that shatter in his hands as he’s sawing. It looks very dramatic indeed and impresses the beavers.


Receipt 1, Story 2

Jason is a lonely man. Jason needs coffee for himself so he can stay up all night watching Aqua Teen Hunger Force DVD’s. So he heads down to the local department store and buys himself some coffee, cream, and tea biscuits. He also buys a handsaw. Don’t ask Jason what the handsaw is for; it’s not a comfortable topic.




Receipt 2, Story 1

Beatrice is a lonely woman in her mid 50’s. Her husband died 10 years ago and her only joy in life is found in her cats, which don’t really like her but who cares, they’re cats not people. She also loves Bingo though she never wins. Indeed, Beatrice leads a sad life, which explains why she eats so very much. Beatrice, as part of her daily ritual, will head down to the department store and buy lots of candies and sweets like Wavy Crisps, and cigarettes, which, though not being ‘sweets’, do the same thing for her. She also buys cat food and litter, for her 50-odd cats and garbage bags, for their poop and also for the times when she forgets to feed a certain cat for a bit too long.

Receipt K

Story 1

Oh my God! My friends are coming to my house for dinner plus wine party tonight! I can’t cook. I can’t cook at all. After school I rush to the super market right beside my house. I’d better to get some already cooked food to server my friends. Milk & Juice jug is needed, and I choose a baby blue one. Cassandra likes chicken wings and Janice likes fish stew, I should take both. Brown beans are on sale, I can buy it and just for decorate dishes. What’s for desert? Hum … I’ll take chocolate croissants and chocolate sprinkles. You know, chocolates are girls’ best friends. Just take this and that, after half an hour, I got a full car of stuff, like sausage rolls, Gouda Cheese and even stamp set. Well, just can’t control to buy that much. Going to have a nice dinner with my girls.

Story 2

(Voice mail)
“Hello, babe. It’s me. I am sick at home, can u bring me some food after work?”

She is sick again, because of the bad weather. I drive home from uptown to downtown and bought 3 bags of food, like Chicken wings, fish stew, Tomato bolog, sardines and sausage rolls, There are other things in the plastic bag, but I am not sure, so worry about her and just grad everything that I saw which was “food”. When I get home, she is laying on the couch and fall in sleep, I tenderly wake her up.
“Are you all right? I am back. You should eat something and take some medicine.”
“Em hum, what you bring?”
“Well, I bought a lot. What you want to eat? Chicken wings? Fish? Sardines?”
“Actually I just want some hot soup. Do you have any chicken noodles soup? ”
“I think that’s the thing I don’t have.”

Receipt A

Story 1:

I am going to camping with friends this weekend. We decided each of us bring some food and other stuff that we might need. When we see each other we take out all our foods. We have roast chicken, Grafen beer, whipped cream, lemon juice, peg, Diet coke, orange fizz, waffle cones, cup soups and etc, We brought stuff that we don’t really need and it’s heavy, such as garden tools. It was fun to stay with friends and trying to find out how to use garden tools during camping.

Story 2:

Rachel Supermarket Narrative #4

(A Librarian taps a microphone in front of a large congragation of people)

"Hello Everyone. If i could have your attention, I'd like to introduce the New York Time's newest best sellar and acclaimed author and poet, Mr. Hershal Lindt! Following the reading, he will be signing copies of his new book, a collection of poems about the sweeter things in life, entitled "Nothing Rhymes with Chocolate" Mr. Lindt, you make take the floor." (applause)

"Hello (in a throaty and soothing voice) I want to thank you all for coming to my reading. The poems I will read today are as you all know, from my newest book of poetry. This book is a project very near and dear to my heart.(Makes eye contact with some of the ladies in the front row) For any of you chocoholics out there, for any of you that have a sweet tooth, here is the literary equivalant of a fat slice of rich Devil's food cake. Enjoy and try not to drool"


(clears throat)
Melting chocolate
As warm as the August sun
It makes me smile

Fluffier than clouds
Whiter than newborn snowflakes
Ye Angel Food Cake

Freshly squeezed orange juice
Thick pulp swirls in the cup
I pour it gently

Drops of caramel
Chocolate and nut storm
Rainbow wrappers fall

Apple, Cherry, Pear
Drowning in fresh sugar
Cystalzied gemstones

(looks around room. Silence for a moment. and then, an uproar of applause, whistling and people start to stand. He smiles)

"Thank you. Thank you very very much. Your are all too sweet"

Rachel;s Supermarket Narrative#3

Ello?
Hi, Shelly? It’s Harold.
Oh Harold! How lovely of you to coll! I wos just thinkin’ about you!
You were?
I wos! How are you?
Well thanks..and yoself?
Aside from a bloody flooded toilet and two burnt woffles, I’d say me morning is off to a splendid start.
Oh dear! Quite a mess, is it?
I’m afraid so.
Well, if it’s a’right with you…I mean if you’re not…busy or anything…maybe tomorrow, I wos just thinking…but you don’t have to if you don’t wont to…we could-
Harold?
Yes?
Just bloody osk me
Uh…uh..I beg your pardon?
Yor askin’ me on a date aren’t you?
No! I mean, not if you don’t wont me to..
I’d love to.
You wot? Really?
Yes. Now wot did you have in mind?
Dinner! I could….I was thinking I could make it meself. A nice steak or bird, with custard for desse-
Harold, we’ve been friends for over 10 years. I’m a vegetarian, rememba?
Oh right. Sorry. Just a little excited. How about me mum’s famous vegetable bean soup then?
Now that sound’s brilliant. Custard would be delicious too.
Then it’s a date, so tomorrow, let’s say 7o’clock. I hope yor toilets are dry by then!
A’right. 7 it is. See you, Harold!
Cheerio Shelly.
Bye Harold (giggles)



Ello?
Mum? It’s Harold. She said yes!
Harold sweetheart, that’s wonderful! About time you worked up the nerve.
Yes well, I’m cooking supper for the two of us for tomorrow. I wanted to know the recipe for your soup, I’ve got to run to the market soon and pick up a few things.
Right! Of course, let me just rummage through me recipe box. My memory is not as good as it used to be.(Shuffling noises)Harold?
Yes mum?
...While you’re at the market dear, you should pick up some more tea. The last three times I’ve visited you, I’ve been sorely disappointed that there isn’t any left. And sugar and milk too! I don’t know how you live without tea in your cupboard.
Yes mum, I’ll remember to get some.
And wot about soap to wash the dishes? No woman likes a man who keeps a dirty kitchen, and knowing you, that’s exactly wot you do.
Yes mum, I will buy some dish soap too.
And toilet paper? Did the supply I brought over last month run out yet?
Oh..errr…maybe?
Harold! That’s atrocious!
Wot! I use tissue!
Goodness me.
Alright well here’s the recipe. Do you have a pen and paper?

Ode to Joes. (L)

Joe was your average, well, Joe. He worked hard for the money and didn’t ask any questions. The kind of guy you see driving the old Chevy truck down the 407. You don’t ask him where’s he’s going, you don’t even give him a second glance. Burly kind of fellow who likes his beer cold and his onion cheeseburger hot of the grill. Guys like Joe come a dime a dozen. They come and go as they please and they disappear into the night. If you asked Joe where he came from, he would simply grunt and give his beer another sip. Strong silent type. Not a care in the world. Just the smirk on his face, and a cigar pack wedged into the back pocket of his navy blue work overalls. Seems like a no body, but guys like Joe keep our world running. They work in our oil refiners. In our shipping docks. In our forests and in our farms. You may even see them in your city, picking up your garbage. Building that new condo and fixing that old fence. They eat and they sleep. The come. And they go. You see them once and their gone. They are the back bone of our country. To all the Joes in the world -- thank you.

Suger! (D)

Annie was a sugar fiend

She’d eat and eat till she turned green

Her favorite snacks were lollypops

She brushed her teeth with candy drops.

Cookies, cupcakes, donuts too

She’d have a dozen, maybe two.

All she earned she spent on sweets

On biscuits, gummies, and on treats.

Coke and Pepsi, lemonade

“where’s all the money that you made?”

“In my tummy,” she’d reply.

Singing her sugar lullaby.

When oh when will Annie learn?

When her waste is a balloon?

When she cannot walk or stand?

When she cannot reach or bend?

When each tooth will have a hole?

Instead of walking she will roll!

To the dentist! To the gym!

To the pool to swim! Swim! Swim!

Rachel Supermarket Narrative #2

Yawn, stretch, fall back asleep
But tummy grumbles, time to eat
I rub my eyes and brush my teeth
Fluff my pillow, fold my sheets

No one’s home no need to dress
Toss slippers on, leave hair a mess
Do nothing more and nothing less
It’s the weekend, I get to rest

Down the stairs and past the den
I’m getting into my morning Zen
The clock reads only 7:10
My tummy grumbles once again

Good God! The kitchen looks like hell!
The floor is sticky, what’s that smell?
The kids have done this, I can tell
I see their shoe prints and hair gel

Bowls dirty in the sink
Crusty plates push me to the brink
Cupboards bare, no tea to drink
Without caffeine I cannot think!

I scratch my head, sigh heavily
Ok now I have to pee
Go to wipe, there’s no TP
Goddamn my lazy family!

All I want’s my tea and toast
With sugar, milk; a pack of smokes
I grab my wallet, I grab my coat
To market I must go

I grab the wheel, turn the key
I’m listing all the things I need
When I’m mad, I tend to speed
Especially since I have yet to eat

Crookedly I park my car
Cranky now, I grab a cart
I head inside the Food-O-Mart
My grocery shopping, I do start

So much for my Saturday
With kids this is the price to pay
Cook and clean no time to play
Maybe when I’m old and gray.

Rachel Supermarket Narrative #1

Carmel Jane and Candice Jones
Just can’t leave their sweet teeth alone
Chocolate, gummies, sweets galore
You’d think they own a candy store

Breakfast is 3 cups of juice
Followed by caramelized fruit
Dipped in yoghurt for some flare
And no! The sugar won’t end there

Snack time comes at 10:13
Syrupy biscuits and Chocó creams
Schogetten chocolate and gummy bears
Candy wrappers rip and tear

Bright red Smarties, they do yearn
It helps them focus, helps them learn
Add, subtract and long divide
Twelve, eat seven, left is five

Hazel, pea and coconuts
Almond cake yet to be cut
Kit Kat Minis on to munch
All this makes a solid lunch

Now for dinner, what to eat?
Rich dark chocolate’s quite the treat
Stacked 6 feet high upon a plate
It’s the leaning tower of After Eight’s!

Bedtime stories, brush the teeth
Wash away those cavities
Climb in bed, its time to dream
Of more chocolate bars and candy creams!

yana, receipt stories

Receipt Story #2

Receipt Story #4 (same receipt)

I can’t eat anymore rice. Rice for breakfast, rice for lunch.. “Oh, darling, don’t forget your lunch! It’s rice with korma today!”… rice for dinner! I can’t stand it anymore! I see my other friends, they had sandwiches for lunch, they have burgers, they have pizza. And you know what my mom says on this? “Oh, darling, they all are going to get fat when they grow up.” So, she never spares change for me so I can buy a slice of pizza for myself. Well, but sometimes I see these white kids who never tried our delicious rice and I sell my lunch, well, I trade actually, with their lunches. Damn, do they love it. They say it’s tastiest rice dish they ever ate! Well, it’s Afghan rice, what do you want! We prepare it differently then let’s say Indians cook, or Pakistani people, and I’m not even talking about Chinese rice. Chinese rice is always so sticky and thick. If you ever saw our rice, when it’s cooked, it’s like an inch long! And it’s never EVER sticky! “It’s like when you eat it, you don’t feel full at all. Give me more! Give me more!” my friend Gorge once told me when I invited him over. But damn, am I sick of this rice! I love it and all but can my mom cook something different once in a while!?!?!

yana, receipt stories

Receipt Story #1

I saw her in the subway the other day. I was late for my work but when I saw her I forgot about everything I was doing or I was going to do. I even started talking to her. I couldn’t believe how easy we went along, well, all my friends know that girls are not on my best to do list. Anyways, she’s from India as I found out. But once she told me that I couldn’t believe right away. I mean, her skin was fair and her hair died. As she later on told me, her family is modern, so she can date, go out, be late, have male friends over and stuff. I was surprised to hear all that because I am so used to dating white girls, and I never heard of all these restrictions. So tonight I’m going to prepare for us a romantic dinner and I will cook. I know she doesn’t drink though, so I guess tea with some exotic fruits will work well, I personally love fruits and a date without alcohol… well, I guess it’s worth a shot. SHE is worth a shot. I also had to research about their cuisine and I found out that they have all sorts of this interesting mean dish they often cook, it’s called KEBAB, so they have it differently. I’m going to, I guess, a grocery store and I hope to find it there. I hope… But I am not that good of a cook so I guess I should be something that would already be prepared. They have those au-sortie salads at Dominion so I might take something from there. Maybe, chicken salad or something, because she told me that she doesn’t like sea food, so it must me definitely chicken then, if my beef kebab is not going to work out. Damn, I’m so hooked up with this girl, I am ready to even take off one day from my busy crazy business I’m spinning in right now…



Receipt Story #2

That’s freaking sick, man! I don’t even have time now to prepare real food! I mean, I’m spinning and spinning and spinning! I’m so sick of this ready-to-eat food! I want real food! I want to go back to my mom! She always cooks at home. Of course, she has time. But what me? Look at me now – I’m at work all day, and when I come home there’s no loving and caring wife there to cook for me. Well, I do have a girlfriend, but we don’t live together. I mean, it’s such a commitment, I don’t know yet where our relationship is going. And I’m pretty scared to talk to her about it. I don’t know how she’s going to react if I tell her to move in with me. But then what, I will expect her to cook for me? No, this has to come from a heart. She has to want to do it by herself. But she’s going to have work too, she’s going to be tired too. And then again we’ll have to either go to some restaurant or order some take-out or I don’t know, the worst, we’ll have to enjoy our evenings with PIZZA! No, tonight was the last time I bought something that I don’t have to cook. Tomorrow will be a new day, new day of real food. Yes, I will cook MYSELF!