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Some people cook. Other people meditate.
She would like to do the second one, but she was drawn to the first. She was jealous of the white rooms of the meditators, where the minds were magically ordered by silent minutes. She, on the other hand, had to wrestle with pressure pots and vegetable left-overs, fish stock and lobster killing. One time she had to take a carper and smash it on the wooden board to make it die quickly. She ended up with too much food and a dirty kitchen to clean. In the end she turned out not to be hungry anymore, she only felt sorry for the fish.

Her strategy needed to change, she wanted to escape the noise and the metal banging, the smells and the people queuing up for food. From now one there would only be slow stews and pickles fermenting at least 3 days; onions that needed to be very finely cut. The vegetables would be boiled 10 breathings long, and only 2 racks of the fridge would be filled. She would take out big plates and order the meals so that there was more empty space than food.

That evening she sat down and had her meal. It is useful to try out different forms.

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Strange things can happen over dinner.
You can eat. You can try a new vegetable aspic. You can make your world turn around. It's a matter of choice. Lots of possibilities are hidden in the process of dining.

Strange things happened over dinner that evening.
We were waiting with a 4-course meal and a bottle of Tuzko white. At exactly 8pm two smiley faces appeared on our doorstep. We were thrilled to welcome seemingly happy people. Both sides were slightly nervous- quickly starting with the hijiki-beetroot was therefore strategic. Eating helps. Eating can solve. My mind was calm and I felt it floating towards the corners of our library/dining room. The others seemed busy talking. They were interesting personalities with meaningful jobs.
Then, very unexpectedly, between soup and main course I wondered what I wanted in life. The question that was buried on the tip of my tongue for oh so long, suddenly popped up and gave birth to itself. It was a question you wanted to get an answer to. And if no answer available, you didn't want to ask.
I made it until the end of my saffron rice, but then the guests were at my mercy. They would have to consider it as well.
'Of course you cannot give an answer to that. It is a totally wrong question. You don't have full information. How can you answer what still has to be revealed? Now eat your dessert'.

Suddenly it was easy. I even took a second turn.
Picking the right guests is crucial.