Just Go Out
I was still not feeling well, but I went out to change my bad mood. It was a sunny day. I visited the library around 3 pm. I just entered a bento recipe into my WordPress admin system. I stopped by a fish shop and got some fried shrimp (unfortunately, there were only three shrimp left). I went to the bar Stiefel, but it was closed for some reason, so I visited the bar My Way instead. The bar owner, Rob, gave me some wrapped minced meat or something similar. He said it was made by his wife. I appreciated his kindness. They were trying to change the TV connection or something, and another customer helped with the installation. It looked difficult to remove the big TV from the wall. It was a peaceful time. I got some Indonesian food to go for dinner. It was my first time buying food from that shop. It was tasty. I went to bed around 10 pm.
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- Just Go Out I was still no good condition and feeling but I went out to change my bad mood. It was a sunny day. I visited the library around 3 pm. I just input bento recipe on my wordpress admin system. I stopped by a fish shop and I got fried shrimp(Unfortunately, it was only three shrimps left). I went to the bar Stiefel but it was closed for some reason so I visited the bar My Way instead. The bar owner Rob gave me a wrapped minced meat or something. He said that is made by his wife. I appreciate his kindness. They tried to change TV connection or something then another customer supported his installment. It looked hard to remove a big TV from the wall. It was peaceful time. I had Indonesian food to go for dinner. It was the first time to buy at the shop. It was tasty. I went to bed around 10 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
