Strawberries and cream, poured not whipped

I pre-empted (great word that) Jan last night. I called him at quarter to 8. Someone had just told me that he and his girlfriend are coming to the meal tonight and I had to tell Jan to get extra ingredients before I forgot about it. This meant I was actually able to get to bed fairly early. It didn’t do me any good though… once I was in there I couldn’t sleep. So it was still after 11 o’clock when I finally drifted off. I am feeling slightly less tired this morning though (well at least my eyes don’t hurt) so maybe it wasn’t a total waste of time.

Tonight is the night that I cook for my floor. I’m making cottage pie for 11 people, including one vegetarian. (The vegetarian is getting a pie made with soya mince). I’ve planned ingredients for 10 people (the 11th just told me they want to come) so I hope there’s enough to go round! I’m making salad as well and there are strawberries for afterwards so everyone should be able to eat their fill… I hope.
Speaking of strawberries, my boyfriend told me last night that I’m weird. I asked him whether the Germans eat strawberries and cream, and he said they did. So I said “But whipped cream, right?” The reply: “Yes, of course, what do you do?” He was shocked when I told him we just pour the cream on. That’s strange, apparantly, and can’t possibly taste nice. I told him he’s not allowed to knock it til he’s tried it, but I’m a little worried about what the others are going to say now.

I have a job interview tomorrow. Can’t believe that’s the first time I’ve mentioned it all week! I think I’m less nervous about this one than I was about the one in Gernsbach, not sure why though. Maybe because I’ve had more practice.
Only 3 and a half more weeks til the end of my internship. The need for employment is becoming greater by the day…

Finally home

Is it just me or has this been a looong day? I actually had a cup of coffee at work this morning. This is a rare occurence… I’m too lazy to put the coffee maker on. But there was a language lesson going on (we do language courses as well as translation) and someone had made coffee for the teacher, so I got a cup. Hurrah! It didn’t wake me up any though. I’m still incredibly tired. I would say an early night is in order, but the boyfriend said he would call tonight and he never calls before 10pm, ever.

After work I went shopping. I had to buy stuff for the meal I’m cooking for my floor tomorrow. Yesterday I went shopping for myself. I spent 9 euros and 90 cents. For my whole weeks shopping. Today I spent 13 euros, on shopping for one meal for my floor. And I didn’t even buy everything! I left the most expensive bits to Jan, not because I’m tight but because it’s much easier for him to get hold of fresh parsley and 1,000g of mince. Aldi don’t do fresh herbs. They barely even do dried herbs! Jan has access to shops where they do sell such things, and also has the added advantage of being able to ask for stuff in German (ok, I can ask for stuff in German too… I just don’t want to).
I decided on strawberries and cream for the dessert. It’s kind of typically English… at least I’ve never met any German who would think of putting cream on their strawberries (it’s all about yoghurt or icecream here) and it takes much less work than trifle or even the incredibly simple apple crumble. A winner all round I’d say.

And now, once again, it’s tea time and I have to decide what I’m going to eat all on my lonesome…