Watch me eat
My grandfather and I have this tradition, where we pepper each other’s soup… a LOT. He always says that it keeps him healthy and then starts to cough violently. Love him!
I envy hamsters. They always have some food left, somewhere in their cheeks. (What happened to my hair?)
I drank out of a bottle for way too long. There are countless pictures of me lying around, drinking a bottle. It stretched out the process of drinking something and I enjoyed every minute of it.
Just eating some spaghetti for lunch. I was probably already looking forward to dinner at this point.
I was always in a state of trance when I ate, studying and thinking about the food. Of course, I was always the last to finish. Maybe that is because I did not just eat my food, but also the food to my right and to my left.
A typical Swiss meal: wienerschnitzel and pommes frites. We never had french fries at home, but it was always on the kid’s menu in restaurants. Can you tell I love it?
I think I just ate too much chocolate…