Good evening at the 14th off December, 2024.

 Good evening everyone, 

Today has been kinda dreary and sober. It's been dark and cold. 

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I feel like making a figure out off myself with my fancy plates and my sober style off food. I need to be sober due to price increasement, and it looks simple and too ordinairy for what I put on these plates. I have a sarcastic voice in my head: 'It's like telling people the snobby way you're poor.' It's a bit vulgair, and it probably makes them snicker about my style on these plates. 

Hopefully there will be days when I can afford better, with more fancy ingredients on them, and really showing them off what I'm actually made off in the kitchen. Nowadays it's what I can afford. I'm afraid it is what it is these days. Not because I'm talentless, it's because I'm getting poorer day by day due to price increasement. People think I brag about everything too loud. There was a time when I cooked more fancy dishes, with perfect ingredients- it was my pride. 

And due to sickness, I keep it simple. Because it's work. If I don't feel well, I can't cook as fantastico as I would like to. When my head hurts, I prefer the simple cleanliness and affordability off Dutch kitchen because it's healthy, cheap and easy. I have to prepare food and clean the kitchen afterwards. And there is a certain pride in the antiques nowadays. If you believe in it. What's more pride than this when prepared well? But yeah, the snobby way off showing everyone you're poor when you can't afford better at the moment. Tonight was for garden pea stamp, with meatballs from the stamp bible. 

 Prices are sky rocketing, and I already found this expensive, but it's a well-prepared, serious meal from a cookbook. And the ingredients where expensive. But it tasted delicious for it's kind. 

I can't afford new dishware, it will stay this fancy the entire crisis long. I think I kinda make a stupid impression with it this way. It was cool some time ago, before it was too fancy fashion. Nowadays I look like a poor snob. A poor snob with fresh vegetables on the table, But nevertless, a bit sad. 

Sometimes I think I make the poor people jealouse, and the rich people laugh their ass off. I'm getting in the category 'Better be glad there is food on the table, at all.' with these supermarket prices. Though I picked a bit off a wrong style ahead to this. I just love the old fashioned delicate, it's just that it has became such a thing right now. In my ideal world, it would just have been a ghost from the past I follow, and no one would have batted an eye. It's just during this crisis, it's wrong. I love the antiques, but it's such a stupid pressure these days due to Ukraine. I just can't afford new stuff. I have to sit this out this way. Being as poor as the streetbricks with my expensive, ordinairy meals on fancy dining plates. Almost like I have to swallow the English countryside. And my old idea off cool wealth is smudged in my face in a nasty way. It's based on classic English romance and the old fashioned. Back in the days where people where free and rich enough to pick styles, I did not pick the most brilliant style for current times. It's so loaded. I hope I get away with this. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

Thank you for reading.