Sucking Phlem Out Of Infants Throat

Hospital Board: Bonjour Tristesse!

your will agree with me: There must be something lazy, you mind wanders off into other spheres, while one should devote one thing really 100 percent. Example: You are sitting for the first time with the appointment of a nice place, and while she / he tries to include more intensive contact, your thoughts wander off. At earlier friends, the ARD crime scene, you take in this moment would actually find much more interesting to the nasty letter from the property manager. Very clear - the unfortunate Date partner has already lost, the matter should abbrechen.Geht so quickly, too.

How can you tell that this is a Sunday breakfast? Exactly: the egg (bottom right) Unfortunately, hard and almost cold..

The food is similar. Who hallucinates about sweets and treats, as she / he is sitting right in front of stuffed dishes, should the provided with food most likely not be happy. In the restaurant I end in this case, the meal and never go back to the place of unfulfilled aspirations. In a hospital this option is unfortunately not usually open (if it is not in a priceless private clinic): one is almost transported back to childhood - eating is what's on the table, the alternative is HUNGER.

This series of pictures documenting my diet on 20 Anniversary of German unity in the other in all respects, quite excellent hospital in the middle of the city . About quality, freshness and nutritional value of foods will not discuss I intended flawlessly. And produce with a few Euros per patient per day, four meals, is certainly a challenge for the cook. But to explain the meaning of this lengthy introduction, after a few days ago Food Service indulge my roommate and I during the meal about food. Good food, different food, variety, desire for Schmackofatz. The main dishes are not even the core problem. there are three other meals, arouse the desire.

Yes, this is our Sunday roast. Pork neck with Bavarian cabbage and boiled potatoes. The announced "fresh fruit" turns out to be apple. And no, I have manipulated the colors of the image NOT.

It's the edge of meals: in their monotony, which drive us to delirium: Morning: meat products (salami, ham, sausage - all similar in taste and saltiness), the eternal rubber cheese. The same old varieties of honey and jam from the Plastiknapf. With bread or rolls. Coffee and cake in the afternoon, dear, meant loving served. What do you get? The caricature of a cake. See below ... This time of year I want a piece of plum cake, a fresh apple pie, even one ring cake of juicy batter. For all patients is not drin.Wäre more expensive, would bake the kitchens themselves instead of finished products to buy?

Nibble, nibble, crumbs, bread crumbs. Coffee time! Milk and sugar to taste, bread from the package.

Das klassische deutsche Abendbrot: Mitschbrot, Leberwurst, Schinken, Käse. Statt einem Bierchen (gehört auch nicht ins Spital, ich geb's zu) schlürfen wir Pfefferminztee. Willkommene Abwechslung: Die Nudelsuppe. Auf Butter oder Margarine hatte ich diesmal freiwillig verzichtet.

Am Abend bringen die Küchendamen und -herren dann eine Variation des Morgenangebots. Nur statt Mett- gibt es nun Leberwurst, Gurkenscheiben und Tomatenecken substituieren Marmelade und Honig, Schnittbrot (Schwarz-, Misch-, Weißbrot) ersetzt die Semmeln. Halleluja. Mein Mitpatient fing an, von Bratheringen und Bratkartoffeln zu reden, ich von Miesmuscheln in Weinsud. An dieser Stelle I have to stop writing about alternatives. Excessive salivation is bad for the keyboard ..

All right, tonight there is again the German dinner, tomorrow the surprise free breakfast plate. The lunch I may finally pick themselves back completely. Because in the morning I am released from my Nahrungsunmündigkeit. My poor roommate must dream on.