Every big holiday, like Christmas or Easter is in Poland only about cleaning, eventually doing some religious rituals and eating. What am I saying, it’s about stuffing your fucking face with tons special food. And your house must be clean, because otherwise you’ll make Jesus so fucking sad.
I’m tired. I just tried making a dip, but there is no garlic at home even though it was here just a couple of days ago. This house is haunted!
It’s half past 23 and I just put the cakes in the fridge. Now I can go to sleep. Tomorrow is the first day of Big Eating. But there is no garlic, so it won’t be as good.
Have I already said that I’m tired?
I baked a cake and I ate it and I’m still alive :D
I’m kidding, it’s really good. But I hate washing the dishes I used, so I don’t bake often.