“Play cards, watch a movie, bake a cake” is an advise given by Norma Bates to her troubled psycho son Norman Bates on a cold rainy day, in the series Bates Motel adapted after the novel Psycho written by ….Yes, that psycho!
A line that I said to myself several times since I watched the series, especially in my days off when I wake up not being very sure what I want to do that day. Not that I don’t have a lot of problems to resolve or things to do, like cleaning the studio, go shopping groceries, change the bulb, pay the council tax etc. But who like to do the chores, honestly?
“Play cards, watch a movie, bake a cake” I told myself this late morning while preparing my toast and butter and a cup of Kenzo latte. Funny side is I already did the first two: played Spider (level 72, guys- I’m a genius now) and watched the first two episodes of Hyori’s Bed & Breakfast. I guess now it’s time to bake a cake. If only I has the ingredients. Never mind, I’ll go shopping to Morrison, now my favorite food shop in Swansea. While living in Bristol, was Waitrose and Sainsbury, but here I didn’t find any of them yet.
Turns out was a busy shopping day which put me in mood for cooking “zacusca” – sort of vegetables spreads with onion, leek, mushrooms, red and green pepper, tomato sauce, black pepper, basil and oil – and baking creme brulee.
Lots of movie watching, reading about characters and or/producers, crimes of jealousy. Awful things can happen to some good people, why is that? Nobody deserves to die young and killed by their (ex)lovers. Love is supposed to be tender and kind, not violent. Is the jealousy that is responsible for the crimes, I know, but aren’t they blended together, love and jealousy?