When i was younger, i read the Sesame Street books at home lots of times. I kind of grew up on those—well, this’ rather an exaggeration, as i last read it—lessee—when i was ten, about. Anyway, in there was a cool blue one called the Cookie Monster who always munched chocolate cookies. Just remembered this ’cause today when we went shopping food, i bought a box of such cookies. I don’t know if i’ll bring it home or eat this one and buy another one in the upcoming week. It’s just great.

Anyway, we’ve been shopping mostly ingredients for the cooking we’re doing now—we are trying to make goulash. I hope it’ll turn out well, as i’ve never ever cooked goulash. Sure, i helped with the preparations and cutting up and stirring and stuff, but that’s not the same thing as to direct the whole thing, so we’ve got three recipes, and we kinda mix them all to get some edible result.

Also, in the afternoon we went down to the beach, we played in the water, just enjoyed the waves, played frizbee, then sunbathed, then went back into the water, so it was quite like in the summer. Suprise it was when we were walking on the sand with a friend talking Hungarian, and after one of us swore something, a voice said “O really?” in Hungarian. Small world, meeting hungarian people even here. We couldn’t stop laughing for a while.

O and you know that for goulash you need garlic—well, just in case the cold water didn’t do so good to my cold, which’s still not completely cured, i ate a nice amount of it, so my stomach’s burning and my mouth’s smelling. But it’s the best remedy, i think. I’m kind of got fed up with eating pills every morning and eve.

Tomorrow or maybe even this evening i’ll post about the results of my cookery. Root for me.