有乜食  food

 

人生第一次親手整薄餅，好～感～動～呀！！！

意大利人實在太強了，只要有材料，乜都識整，在盧森堡的兩周，她們做了意大利燉飯、芝士蛋糕、沙律，仲有薄餅！

她們說祖母們仲勁，連意大利麵的那條麵，都可以自己親手整，家裏還有一台整麵機，除了哇哇哇，我實在唔知講咩……

當天她們說要吃薄餅，我以為好似香港咁，一係叫外賣，一係急凍薄餅，千料萬料也佔不到，原來她們是指「自己整薄餅再吃掉」！

首先是麵粉加水，搓一搓，揉成薄餅，放上喜歡的餡料（其實我們只有蕃茄與芝士），放入焗爐，搞掂。

看似容易，但搓薄餅挺考功夫，由於我太興奮，一邊呱呱大叫一邊搓薄餅，已經忘了一塊薄餅是如何搓成的，大概是Giada幫了我好多……

至於味道，溶了的芝士拖着長長的尾巴，好好味，也由於太興奮，忘了味道，只記得終於有機會整薄餅，好！開！心！：））））

 

 

雖然我們在農田工作，親手播種／淋水／收割各類作物，但千萬不要妄想我們的伙食有多豐盛、有多新鮮。

實情是我們永遠缺糧，糧食長期不足，永遠半飽落田，慘過做黑工。

 

食物由農場主人Thessy發給，我們只能吃賣相醜的菜蔬、發芽的薯仔、長斑的水果等，不新鮮、量不夠；至於麵包、麵條等，則由Thessy購買，再發給我們，但Thessy好忙，儲糧吃光了，她也無時間去買，名乎其實的「食手指啦！」

就算我們願意自掏腰包買食物也不可能，因為最近的超市徒步需一小時，就算行得到去，買到食物，怎樣負重行一小時回家啊！？

 

 

Thessy的小兒子有時會來農場探班，他不會落田幫手，純粹來玩，有次他向我們介紹他家的雪藏車，出貨用的漂亮蘋果、梨子、南瓜、薯仔等都會暫存於雪藏車內，我們個個扮哂蟹，不停讚那雪藏車有多漂亮，那些水果多新鮮……太子爺聽飽一番讚譽後，龍心大悅，賞賜我等奴才新鮮蘋果一枚，我等奴才連忙叩謝隆恩，太子爺自覺滿足，翹起尾巴回家了，我開始明白當奴才的心情，饑餓真的敵不過尊嚴哪，但那蘋果真的很鮮甜啊……

 

 

 

I made my hand-made pizza for the first time in my life, it～was～so～fun!!!

 

The Italians were CRAZY (in a good sense)! They could make ANYTHING as long as they had ingredients. They made risotto, tiramisu, salad, PIZZA (and much more delicious food) in just 2 weeks when I stayed with them in Luxembourg.

They said their grandmothers were even superwomener than them.

‘Grandmas can make EVERYTHING,’ they said. ‘They can even make spaghetti with a spaghetti-making machine at HOME,’

Except ‘woooooowwww,’ I didn’t know what to say…

 

They said they want to eat pizza that day. I thought pizza were come with delivery or frozen pizza just like in Hong Kong but I had never thought they mean ‘We are going to make our own pizza from FLOUR and eat them’.

They put water in flour first. Then gave a gentle rub on the paste and turn it into a pizza form. Then put on one’s favorite ingredients (actually we only had tomatoes and cheeses) and put it into the oven. And FNISHED!

It seemed easy but technique were needed when rubbing the pizza paste. I totally forgot how I have rubbed a pizza paste (Probably Giada help me a lot) because I was too excited and I was ‘wooowww’ all the time when I was rubbing the pizza paste.

As for the taste, it was so delicious that the cheese melt and became a long-tail cheese. And I forgot the taste of that pizza because I was too excited with ‘woooowwwwwwww’ I just remembered I got a chance to make my own pizza, YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ：））））

 

 

Please don’t assume we had lots of delicious and fresh food because we were working on farm. It’s the truth that we had to sowing/watering/harvesting all kinds of farm products but food was NEVER ENOUGH on our table. We always worked on farms with a stomach half-full.

 

Our food was given by the farm master Thessy. We can only have the ugly-looking veges, germinated potatoes, rotten fruits…they were not fresh and never enough.

Thessy would go to the supermarket and buy bread, noodles…etc and gave the food to us. But she was too busy to go to the supermarket even we didn’t have any food leave. We were literately have to ‘eat our own fingers’.

It was not possible for us to buy food even if we are willing to spend our own money. The nearest supermarket is an hour walk. We couldn’t carry all the heavy food on foot for an hour even if we could walk to the supermarket…

 

 

Thessy’s little son would come to visit us on the farm. He won’t help and he just having fun on farm.

One time he introduced his family’s frozen truck to us. Those beautiful apples, pears, pumpkins, potatoes… were all stored in the frozen truck. We all acted professionally and keep praising how cool the frozen truck was and how beautiful the fruits were.

The little prince was so pleased of our praising and he rewarded us with an apple for every slave. Slaves like us thanks the mercy of the little prince immediately and he was very satisfied and went home with his tail up high.

I gradually understood the feeling of a slave. Hunger was never a competitor of dignity.

But the apple was so sweet and fresh…