An Active Sunday

I went to Sunday Mass at 9:15 am. When I went out, I put my dirty clothes and towels into the washing machine. I met Carolyn, whom I know, at the church. I said, “Fijne zondag!” I cooked white rice in a pan, and it turned out fine. I took a shower and confirmed that there were no longer any hives on my body. I felt refreshed and energized. I visited a movie theater at 3:30 pm and watched Song Sung Blue. It was based on a true story. I could not believe that such an up-and-down story could exist in the world. It was too long, but interesting enough. After that, I went to the bar Stiefel. The bar owner, Maria, gave me smoked salmon garlic bread for free. I felt happy, and it was tasty. I spent a fulfilling time, as usual. The checkout was wrong because I had only two beers, but the receipt showed three, so they refunded the cost of one beer in cash. When I came back home, a housemate was cooking at a bad time. I asked her to let me know when she finished cooking, and she offered me the remaining space on the IH kitchen. We cooked together, but needless to say, it was uncomfortable. I quickly cooked stir-fried rice and had it with herring. I fell asleep around 9:30 pm.

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An Active Sunday I went to Sunday mass at 9:15 am. When I went out, I put my dirty clothes and towels in the washing machine. I met Carolyn who I know each other at the chruch there. I said "Fijne zondag!". I steamed white rice with a pan. It seems okay. I took shower and I confirmed there are no longer any hives on my body. I refreshed and get energize. I visited a movie theater at 3:30 pm and watched Song Sung Blue. It was based on true story. I could not believe such an up and down story exist in the world. It was too long but interesting enough. After that, I went to the bar Stiefel. The bar owner Maria gave me smoked salmon garlic bread for free. I felt happy and it was tasty. I spent fulfilled time as usual. The check out was wrong because I had only two beer but the receipt showed three beers so they paid back one of the beer's cost in cash. When I came back home, a share mate was cooking for bad timing. I asked her when you finished the cooking please do let me know and she offered me to use leaving space of IH kitchen. We cooked together but needless to say it was uncomfortable. I quickly cooked stir-flied rice. I had it with harring. I fell asleep around 9:30 pm.
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Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.

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