Wittgenstein has a point

Much as I love experimenting in my kitchen and try to avoid serving the same thing twice to my dinner guests, I am on a staple diet where lunch (Monday to Friday) is concerned. Among several other food-addictions, I am absolutely addicted to rucola, or rocket salad. Every day, I bring a sandwich into work which closely resembles the one on the photo and consists of a (usually pumpkin seed) roll with a bit of butter, a generous layer of rucola, cheese (at the moment I'm in my pecorino dolce phase) and occasionally also prosciutto. I really look forward to eating it every day.

I don't make my own sandwiches in order to save money (you should know me better by now!) but because most shop-bought ones a) only contain one or two token leaves of rocket if at all and b) always have some nasty ingredient which I don't like and would have to remove. Needless to say, it doesn't really make sense to pay for stuff have of which you bin. I also don't mind spending 5 minutes on sandwich-preparation in the morning at all as I'd probably have to spend twice the amount of time queuing for a mediocre ready-made sandwich.

By the way, I don't waste my 75-minute lunch-break on the mundane task of eating but use it for shopping or important errands instead, eating at my desk after the lunch-break proper is over. Working in the city center does have certain advantages as does sitting in a room which is not on the same floor as your boss's. I only interrupt my rucola-diet when I've either run out of the main ingredient (i.e. don't want to buy the limp pre-rinsed leaves the supermarkets have to offer) or have arranged to meet someone for an actual lunch-date which involves eating at a restaurant.

I actually toyed with the idea of calling this blog "rucola" only to discover that the name had already been snatched away by an Italian lady. If I weren't such a nice person to whom bitching is an entirely alien concept, I might feel inclined to suggest that that blog is a bit of a waste of space in view of the fact that it boast one solitary post, dated November 25, 2001 which consists of one sentence repeated ad infinitum...

Be that as it may, pre-rucola days, when we had other, far more unhealthy culinary routines that accounted for an approximate 10kg weight-gain by the end of our ERASMUS-year, Amica liked to quote Wittgenstein who allegedly said that he didn't mind what he ate as long as it was the same thing every day. I have not been able to find written proof of this quotation, but I like it just the same...

Lunch-break purchases: I picked up the Christmas cards with my photos that I had ordered last week and am very pleased indeed both with the result and the price (€11,60 for 40 cards with envelopes!). Further acquisitions: 2 pairs of guest slippers and chocolate.