gaiverruksia · 3.3.2025 · 5 kuvaa

Sukulointireissu

GOING TO MEET RELATIVES I traveled to Austria with my Big Brother for out Grandma's 90th birthday. // "I've got some chocolate, would you like some?" "Yeah, thanks!" // "Gnom!" // "This was like a feel-good chocolate. Not that I wasn't feeling good already..." // "...but it just made me feel BETTER nevertheless!" (My Little Brother's 2-year-old daughter) "Yellow!" "Good! What about this one?" "Blue!" "Correct." // "What's this color?" "Green!" "Um... try again." // "Green!" "No, it's... well, what color is THIS?" "Green!" "Yes!" // "And this is...?" "Green!" "No, that's RED." // "What have you been teaching to your kid?" "Hey, I'm color blind!" "Oh yeah right." "It was probably a good idea that you brought your four-month-old baby to Grandma's 90th birthday party." "How so?" // "Well', she's clearly the most popular person in this party! And you don't even have to hold her because everyone else wants to." // "And she's the best form of entertainment for elderly relatives. Keeps them happy and out of any mischievous acts for hours!" Last time I was in Austria my German was like a beat-up puppy. "No! I don't want to come out!" // This time it was much more active and brave. "Maybe it's not that bad after all." "I've heard that a human's memory system is closely linked to the sense of smell in the brain. That's why smells and tastes so easily trigger memories from childhood." // "I've noticed this to be true. At least when it comes to cumin bread." // "In Southern Austria they make this really good, dark cumin bread. I ate it every time I visited my grandparents as a kid." // My Grandfather (who is no more) used to buy those huge loaves of bread. We ate in the kitchen of their old house (it is no more, either). // I always remember my Grandfather sitting therein the kitchen, cutting that huge cumin loaf. There was a special technique for that. // "I think Grandfather would like that memory. And the cumin bread is still good."