I am a terrible foodie, any moment I’ve got some spare time to cook. I arrange stuff on plates just for the fun of it and because it makes food look tastier. I carry out cooking experiments (with the most peculiar side products, like purple chicken I managed to produce once via misuse of sauces). I can eat nearly anything with anything (like, soup with chopsticks). I honestly think that proper eating should be a ritual.
Today, I’ve got me some white meat, cooked with laurel and sweet white wine, a glass of Pinot Noir, some light salad to go as a nice company with it, and few canapés with sauce bourguignonne. Nice, delicious stuff. I only needed some proper background…
…AND GUESS WHAT I WATCHED NEXT.
…and now, in the middle of “Trou Normand” episode of NBC Hannibal, I can’t help wondering if Dr. Lecter has an Instagram account. Because THAT would have been a truly disturbing one… xD