It’s been a while to have pour-over coffee. I made it. It smelled good but slightly muddy in taste. I always feel hard to get good quality coffee beans. A vegetable dish and lentil soup followed for breakfast.
As usual, simply vegetable – fresh and cooked – for breakfast, and homemade yogurt.
My breakfast has been moved to vegetables. Western or Korean, root or leaf, cold or hot, no matter what it is, if it is vegetable, all are good.
There is a bowl of soup before me. It was made of leftovers; mung bean sprouts, Koren chive and meat. It could not be honest to say that it was good or excellent. As the virtue of leftover foods, it wasn’t good but quite all right to finish it.
Breakfast had been my daily pleasure during my stay in the countryside. Now being in Seoul, I hardly have breakfast. This morning, I found myself smiling and joyful with a simple plate with vegetables and bread. Homemade bread!
Yesterday, I was quite obliged not to eat anything. After daytime fasting, I had a few Swedish biscuits and a homemade yoghurt around 9 in the evening. A single meal for the day. My blood glucose level downed a bit without any medication. This morning, reading news articles, I found that it was the beginning […]
Same bread, but different. It’s different in that there is not only me. When not alone, more dishes, more colours.
This morning it was a bit odd, but I wanted to have two coffees at a time. One espresso, One lungo. With double coffee, it was more pleasing to finish my petite baguette.
Hot red, bitter green, sweet purple, marvellous brown They are all my morning colours.