We are students, always in a rush, worse than "real" workers.
Bike from Tu to the central station delft, train to rotterdam central, grab your bike, cycle to veelzigt, lock your bike, open the door, climb typical dutch stairs, get into the kitchen, open the fridge….
Problem that probably in Italy I would have solved with a Pizza from "Pizzeria la golosa", a few minutes, good tasting, no stress..
It doesn’t work so well here, maybe I’m too picky, but my stomach cannot afford a Domino’s pizza..
Then again, bike, Albert Hein, lock, and then a lot of creativity..
Walking around the shelves in the supermarket, bio, non bio, euroshopper, pasta, meat, vegetables….in the end just confusion..
We need rules..a sort of credo, deciding to be picky, reading labels for hours, produced here, there, E119, colorants..
" Don’t eat anything your grandmother wouldn’t recognize as food."
that’s what Michael Pollan suggests in his book Food Rules .
A book full of irony, that I suggest to everybody who sometimes, like me, thinks that being picky on food is good for body and brain.
Of course the rules proposed are a lot "dedicated" to Americans, with their problems with glucose and fats, but it is still a good example to take in consideration.
"Eat deliberately, with other people whenever possible, and always with pleasure"