I love Friday mornings because they bring fresh food.
Germany is spoiling me. I just have to choose delicious things, buy them on the web while I drink coffee and wait for Friday when a very nice man arrives on his truck and climbs the stairs of my building with baskets of food. What else can a Dama de casa* ask for?
Ahhh, I know. Could somebody please wash the lettuce because it's the house of some little worms that make me very nervous?
My friend G has volunteered for this job; he finds it very amusing to scare me with the bugs.
* in Spanish ama de casa is housewife but I prefer the term Dama the casa.
Dama: Dame. I just don't know how to make this game of words in English.
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