Someone Else's Kitchen

Today, we went to visit one of my best friends Birgit. She has the second best kitchen I know, after Chez my grandma. How is it that both of them always seem to have so much nicer food in their refrigerators than we do? If I sit patiently, all sorts of great stuff comes my way.

French liver pâté, that she had bought "exprès" for me. Brie cheese. And then boiled ham. Amazing! Mum is shaking her head as we speak.