Going Back to the Dentist
I received a message from the dentist saying that they wanted to scan my teeth alignment one more time. It must have been their fault, but I had no choice. It was a windy day. Their work took less than a minute. I walked to Alkmaar and visited the bar ‘t Ossehoofd. Actually, I tried to find new bars, but I could not find a suitable one. I had two kinds of beer. The bar owner had a nice attitude as usual. I stopped by a supermarket and bought a bottle of wine. I chose a more expensive one, €5.99, because the cost at the bar was cheaper than I expected. Around 7 pm, at home, I cooked Japanese-style herring spaghetti. It was acceptable.
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- Go Back To A Dentist I got a message from a dentist that they want to scan my teeth align one more time. It must be thier fault but I had no choice. It was a windy day. Their work was done only less than a minute. I walked to Alkmaar and I visited the bar 't Ossehoofd. Actually, I tried to find new bars but I could not find suitable one. I had two kind of beer. The bar owner was nice attitude as usual. I stopped by a supermarket and bough a bottle of wine. I chose more expensive one, €5.99 because the cost at the bar was cheaper than I expected. Around 7 pm, at the home, I cooked Japanese taste herring spaghetti. It was acceptable.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
