Sarah predicted I’d have a Döner for dinner every night while she’s traveling to and from the States and I’m here in Regensburg. So far, she’s been right; but not because I can’t or don’t want to cook. It’s this 60+ hour work week that is getting in the way. I can only shop on the weekend when everything closes at 8 but I’m still at work or on the way home and when I did get home from work over the course of the week before 8 p.m., I’ve honestly been too tired to scrounge something together.
That changed this morning. I had a lovely breakfast of two fried eggs and some improvised Schmorkartoffeln*. These were based on a potato left over from one of the last meals Sarah and I made before her trip and half a stowaway onion. Instinct told me Bratkartoffeln need butter, pepper (I really dig the coursely ground stuff Sarah found) and a little sage. I had that all going when I spied the onions lurking, trying to blend in on the counter. Next time (provided I buy another potato), I’ll start by sauteeing the onion before adding the potato wedges.
See? I won’t starve. Nor will I get take out or hit a restaurant for every meal not at work. Today I’m working from home (OK, not this very second, but soon) waiting around the house for the DHL dude to arrive with a belated Christmas/birthday present for our apartment.
What is it with you and Matthias working like mad while your women are away? No wonder men die younger!
I suppose it’s because we know we’re not depriving ourselves of being around our wives, nor are we depriving them of being around us. So we might as well be productive.
Also you guys picked (or your friends did, or your employer did) a pretty stressful time at the office to head out of town. Personally, I guess I prefer it this way for a one-week stretch or so.
Don’t get me wrong; I don’t prefer my wife to live in another country or even travel without me. But if she has to travel without me, I’d rather it be now than a less busy time.
I’d prefer that you make me these Schmorkartoffeln that you came up with.
You just may get your shot; there are bound to be a few potatoes left after my stab at Bacon, Potato & Leek Soup tonight or tomorrow.
I know what you’re thinking — the Regensburg Expat Dinner is tomorrow evening, I probably shouldn’t make a big ol’ soup! But knowing that I’ve not made it out to the Kantine lately for lunch at work, I plan to schlep the soup to work for lunches early next week (since it reheats so nicely).
Don’t you wish you had a lovely soup tureen like what you guys gave us? That’s great!
We gave the Bacon, Leek & Potato Soup a whirl this evening. Pretty darn good! I’m having breakfast with Sarah in the morning at the Corner. We shall do justice to a scrambleful & potatoful in your honor.