Elena N. (2) (SEI) about Food

If I haven’t had a cup of brewed coffee in the morning, the day doesn’t work out. I don’t drink instant coffee – it smells disgusting, it makes me shudder…

Yes, in the mornings I have, you could say, a little ritual: a cup of coffee and a bun with butter and cheese. No other combination works. I tried to restrict myself – a bun with cheese but no butter, butter with cheese but no bun. No, it doesn’t work. It’s just not the same. There’s no wave of pleasure. But a cup of coffee and a bun with butter and cheese – that’s when I wake up, energy flows through my body, I feel strong, like I could run somewhere.

I always know exactly what taste I want. Right now, I want a pickled cucumber, and not just any kind – I know exactly the flavor. Not lightly salted, but with no vinegar, from a barrel… And right now, for example, I want an Olivier salad or some fried chicken.

When I was younger, I really liked the taste of rotisserie chicken. They made it only at one café, and I used to travel across the whole city (at least an hour one way) just to get a piece.