“Okay, now you go somewhere else, I will prepare some sweets”, said Blaž, completely surprising and perplexing me.
It was a week before my 3 months visit to San Francisco. Nervous and worried and annoyed and excited, I was exhibiting my usual emotions before a long trip. I was staying at Blaž's place, to spend time with him and the family, and also to be less nervous. We had finished dinner sometime ago. However, like many evenings, I was still at the dinner table talking with his mom, and spooning delicious bits of the cheesecake. Then suddenly there was this unexpected comment from Blaž!!
It even took me a few moments to understand, such sudden and surprising it was. My initial thought was that maybe he got something sweet, maybe a chocolate or something to surprise me; and wishes to prepare that, like take it out from the box and so on. And my reaction was, “Now!?” “Do I go to the utility room for a few minutes and you prepare it?” I was not at all ready to go up and leave my chatting. I was also not prepared for something sweet at that moment, already full from the cheesecake. Well, I actually did not realize he is asking me to go up in the room for the evening so that he can prepare something sweet for me. Therefore, he had to explain how he was planning this sweet surprise for me, but did not get any time for preparation as we were always together. Now with little free time left before my travel, he had no choice than to 'spoil' his surprise and tell me to leave. His mama suggested that I could be at the table talking to her, and Blaž could cook in the kitchen. This way, he could prepare, and I could continue talking.
I was so very pleasantly surprised and happy. Excited and eager for the sweets he would prepare, I could barely keep my patience and seat at the table when he was just cooking there a few hands away. From time to time, he was asking mama what to do, or she was helping him. Slowly everything was falling into places, little puzzles that I had chosen to overlook that evening.
At the grocery, Blaž bought some unusual vegetable fat along with other ingredients. When I asked about it, he had promptly declared it to be as something mama wanted to get. Being a cooking enthusiast, soon after reaching home I had to ask mama what she was planning to cook with it. I knew that she was planning a lunch for the weekend and assumed her planning to try some new recipe. But, instead of telling me about a new recipe, she hurriedly replied that she had no plan; that maybe she would use it sometime later! It was a very strange answer to me. One does not ask someone to get a particular ingredient from the store in a whim, without a definite plan. However, I just did not pay enough attention to the strangeness. Later in the evening, I found Blaž over the phone talking to his grandma. While often he gives me the phone in such occasions to say hi and talk to grandma, this time he had just avoided it. I had thought that maybe I was wrong; and it was not grandma with whom he was talking but someone else. Then of course, I did not bother much.
Now it was revealed that the vegetable fat was for the sweets he was about to prepare for me. And in the evening he was confirming the recipe with his grandma. Of course he could not tell me all those when it was supposed to be a surprise! We had such a hearty laugh over it. His mama said how she was confused when I asked her about the butter. Not knowing what to reply and trying to preserve Blaž's secret, she just answered something. And after the answer she was herself thinking how weird and strange it sounded.
My whole attention and excitement was then centered on the chocolates he was making with the mystery ingredients. I had no clue how it would be like, what ingredients he was using. And I just could not withhold my patience. It was a new situation for us. Blaž having a cooking surprise for me! I was just super happy.
Blaž's surprise for me were crunchy chocolates!! Crunchy cornflakes folded in coco. It was so simple that “even I can make it”, he said..
Seeing my excitement, his mama suggested maybe I should join him in the kitchen. I would enjoy it much more if I am there watching him cook. And poor Blaž had to agree. The cat was already out of the bag, and it would make little difference if I was there 'allowed' in the kitchen. Eagerly I joined him, and started blabbering about my excitement and all the subtle hints I was getting all the evening. How come he planned it? Did he cook the recipe before? How will these viscous chocolate solidify outside a fridge, is it not too liquidy? I was bombarding him with all sorts of questions.
The chocolate was ready. I helped him spoon it into dollops. Then it had to rest overnight and go to the fridge in the morning. Blaž said they taste best when cold like all chocolates. I would get to taste them in the morning for breakfast. They looked too inviting and yummy, resting on the kitchen counter. Oh, when would morning come?!?
My breakfast next morning was chocolates. The crunchy bites of the cornflakes complemented perfectly the rich creamy smoothness of the coco and fat. The coffee gave a lovely bitter dimension to the sweet flavor of it, and at the same time added to its rich tempting aroma. I loved loved loved them. Each was quite big, but soo yummy that one cannot stop after having two. Now, two is too few! Closing the box and putting it away was the only way to stop eating. But then, the box can be reopened easily any time ;) It was simply so delicious.
Blaž is not a cook. He does not know much or have the feeling. When he cooks sometimes, he meticulously follows recipes or instructions and the dishes turn out very good. It was therefore something very special when he decided to make some handmade simple and crunchy chocolates for me. It was exciting, delicious, and more than everything, precious. I was not at all expecting something like that. It was indeed a priceless surprise. I do not know a word perfect enough to express all my feelings. It was so loving and thoughtful of him. The subtle and sweet way of him showing his love touched my heart, and I treasure the experience as one of my best memories. Aww, he does make me feel so much loved, his only one…
That batch finished quickly! He had to make another one and put a box in my suitcase!
I just cannot stop smiling and feeling special when I think of it…
It was a week before my 3 months visit to San Francisco. Nervous and worried and annoyed and excited, I was exhibiting my usual emotions before a long trip. I was staying at Blaž's place, to spend time with him and the family, and also to be less nervous. We had finished dinner sometime ago. However, like many evenings, I was still at the dinner table talking with his mom, and spooning delicious bits of the cheesecake. Then suddenly there was this unexpected comment from Blaž!!
It even took me a few moments to understand, such sudden and surprising it was. My initial thought was that maybe he got something sweet, maybe a chocolate or something to surprise me; and wishes to prepare that, like take it out from the box and so on. And my reaction was, “Now!?” “Do I go to the utility room for a few minutes and you prepare it?” I was not at all ready to go up and leave my chatting. I was also not prepared for something sweet at that moment, already full from the cheesecake. Well, I actually did not realize he is asking me to go up in the room for the evening so that he can prepare something sweet for me. Therefore, he had to explain how he was planning this sweet surprise for me, but did not get any time for preparation as we were always together. Now with little free time left before my travel, he had no choice than to 'spoil' his surprise and tell me to leave. His mama suggested that I could be at the table talking to her, and Blaž could cook in the kitchen. This way, he could prepare, and I could continue talking.
I was so very pleasantly surprised and happy. Excited and eager for the sweets he would prepare, I could barely keep my patience and seat at the table when he was just cooking there a few hands away. From time to time, he was asking mama what to do, or she was helping him. Slowly everything was falling into places, little puzzles that I had chosen to overlook that evening.
At the grocery, Blaž bought some unusual vegetable fat along with other ingredients. When I asked about it, he had promptly declared it to be as something mama wanted to get. Being a cooking enthusiast, soon after reaching home I had to ask mama what she was planning to cook with it. I knew that she was planning a lunch for the weekend and assumed her planning to try some new recipe. But, instead of telling me about a new recipe, she hurriedly replied that she had no plan; that maybe she would use it sometime later! It was a very strange answer to me. One does not ask someone to get a particular ingredient from the store in a whim, without a definite plan. However, I just did not pay enough attention to the strangeness. Later in the evening, I found Blaž over the phone talking to his grandma. While often he gives me the phone in such occasions to say hi and talk to grandma, this time he had just avoided it. I had thought that maybe I was wrong; and it was not grandma with whom he was talking but someone else. Then of course, I did not bother much.
Now it was revealed that the vegetable fat was for the sweets he was about to prepare for me. And in the evening he was confirming the recipe with his grandma. Of course he could not tell me all those when it was supposed to be a surprise! We had such a hearty laugh over it. His mama said how she was confused when I asked her about the butter. Not knowing what to reply and trying to preserve Blaž's secret, she just answered something. And after the answer she was herself thinking how weird and strange it sounded.
My whole attention and excitement was then centered on the chocolates he was making with the mystery ingredients. I had no clue how it would be like, what ingredients he was using. And I just could not withhold my patience. It was a new situation for us. Blaž having a cooking surprise for me! I was just super happy.
Blaž's surprise for me were crunchy chocolates!! Crunchy cornflakes folded in coco. It was so simple that “even I can make it”, he said..
Seeing my excitement, his mama suggested maybe I should join him in the kitchen. I would enjoy it much more if I am there watching him cook. And poor Blaž had to agree. The cat was already out of the bag, and it would make little difference if I was there 'allowed' in the kitchen. Eagerly I joined him, and started blabbering about my excitement and all the subtle hints I was getting all the evening. How come he planned it? Did he cook the recipe before? How will these viscous chocolate solidify outside a fridge, is it not too liquidy? I was bombarding him with all sorts of questions.
The chocolate was ready. I helped him spoon it into dollops. Then it had to rest overnight and go to the fridge in the morning. Blaž said they taste best when cold like all chocolates. I would get to taste them in the morning for breakfast. They looked too inviting and yummy, resting on the kitchen counter. Oh, when would morning come?!?
My breakfast next morning was chocolates. The crunchy bites of the cornflakes complemented perfectly the rich creamy smoothness of the coco and fat. The coffee gave a lovely bitter dimension to the sweet flavor of it, and at the same time added to its rich tempting aroma. I loved loved loved them. Each was quite big, but soo yummy that one cannot stop after having two. Now, two is too few! Closing the box and putting it away was the only way to stop eating. But then, the box can be reopened easily any time ;) It was simply so delicious.
Blaž is not a cook. He does not know much or have the feeling. When he cooks sometimes, he meticulously follows recipes or instructions and the dishes turn out very good. It was therefore something very special when he decided to make some handmade simple and crunchy chocolates for me. It was exciting, delicious, and more than everything, precious. I was not at all expecting something like that. It was indeed a priceless surprise. I do not know a word perfect enough to express all my feelings. It was so loving and thoughtful of him. The subtle and sweet way of him showing his love touched my heart, and I treasure the experience as one of my best memories. Aww, he does make me feel so much loved, his only one…
That batch finished quickly! He had to make another one and put a box in my suitcase!
I just cannot stop smiling and feeling special when I think of it…
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