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| Snack time |
Since my last week was pretty stressful, I totally forgot
about a duty that I had to deliver this weekend: I was invited to a party where
everyone had to bring a snack. It was only three hours before the party that I
was sitting in the metro and became aware of my little dilemma. Next, I jumped
out and straightly went into the supermarket. One could say that I should grab
a bag of crisps, get home in order to choose an outfit and makeup and stop making
a fuss about the food.
But I can’t. I just can’t. I hate being invited without
having given my little personal touch to a drink or food. It might be a ribbon
(but seriously, a bag of crisps with a ribbon looks ridiculous) or a small poem
attached in a fancy way to a bottle of wine. But I don’t feel comfortable with
only quickly buying something as I always want to express my gratitude for the
invitation and some kind of caring towards the host. And then I actually had
this second issue: Not only that time was too short to cook an entire meal, but
I had to find an effective way to transport everything, space-saving and disposable
at once.
Challenge accepted! With these both conditions in mind, I
strolled through the alleys and searched for something tasty, easily to
transform, quickly to make, for a reasonable price … and I eventually ended up
with cheese, ham and TUCs.
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