
Wednesday Dinner
I did the laundry because my white shirt and cardigan smelled oily after grilling pork fillet. I wanted to clean them. In the evening, I went to the bar My Way. I was not feeling very well, but I had a dinner booking. I talked a little with Karin, the bar owner’s mother. She told me that the dinner would be Mexican dishes. An old man named Peter, who is 71 years old, sat down next to me, and we had dinner together. He even asked for another full plate. What a big appetite! One plate was already enough for me. He spoke English fluently, so we talked a lot. He told me his life story. He had worked as a sailor and lived in South Korea. He married a Korean woman, but later they divorced, although his ex-wife still lives in The Netherlands. Stories like that broaden my perspective. It was a meaningful time. I did not continue eating or drinking at home. I fell asleep just after 10 pm.
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- Wednesday Dinner Night I did the laundry because a white shirt and cardigan was smelling and oilish due to grilling pork fillet. I wanted cleaned up them. In the evening, I went to the bar My Way. I felt not so good condition but I had a booking for dinner. I talked Karin, bar owner's mother a bit. She told me the dinner was Mexican dishes. An old man, Peter, 71 years old, sat down next to me and then we had dinner together. He asked another of full plate. What a big appetite! I felt that is enough only one plate. He was able to speak English fluently so we talked a lot. He told me his life story. He worked as a sailor and he lived in South Korea. He married Korean woman but he deveorced but the ex-wife still live in The Netherlands. Such a story must extend my perspetve. It was meaningful time. I did not continue eating and drinking at home. I fell asleep just after 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.




