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My butterfly - my angel!

I had worries while I was doing it.

I was afraid that everything went wrong.

But as my lips, my tongue touched this sweet butterfly the first time -

I got to know: This was not just the first,

it was also the best pork I’ve ever done!

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• 0.296 Kg PORK LOIN CENTRE CHOPS BUTTERFLY BONELESS

• GOURMET MINI POTATOES

• TOMATOES

• OLIVE OIL, SALT, PEPPER, (GARLIC BUTTER)

It was busy from the first moment but I kept control of it.

Experience came trough.

About twenty potatoes, covered with cold water.

High heat brought the potatoes to boil and ten more minutes made them ready for the next step.

Ten of them cut into half went into a bowl where they got salt, pepper and my good olive oil.

From there they went straight into the little oven. Twenty minutes by 350F on the rack where planed.

My old frying oil I kept from the last session got another use today. The remaining ten potatoes, five of them in half, five of them uncut, went into the wok.

Also the tomatoes I had left from last time were not forgotten. Today was their day. At least for one of them. This time I cut the tomato in fairly thick slices. Strong enough to hold against the heat.

Now I had to wait and watch my potatoes in different locations.

So far everything went lovely. But now my karma seemed to change a bit…

Then as time became tight I started with the tomatoes and the same time I put my butterfly into the pan. It needed so much of the oil that I had to pour more into the pan. Half a minute later I turned the tomatoes the first time and put some salt and pepper on top. I cut into the pork to see how it is. But I couldn’t see any difference. Also the time from the grilled potatoes was over but they still looked not right. So they got another five and a bit more heat, later on they would get another five. I turned the pork since it started to shrink - somehow. It wasn’t flat anymore, it started to be round. The side I was frying now had almost no contact. The same time the first load of the wok potatoes looked done so I took one out for a try. But first I turned the tomatoes again. Put salt and pepper on the other side and waited around ten seconds before I took them out. I think as soon as you see the water in the tomato cooking you should take it off the heat. That’s what I did. It was the right time, a few seconds more and they would fall apart - again. Now I tried the potato I took out and immediately I felt in love with … her? Wow this was great. So I took all of them out of the wok and some of them got already their place into the sun - on my plate, where the tomatoes where waiting to mingle. But there was still the pork, still in his strange shape. I checked the underside and was shocked as I saw that it was burned like after a short visit in hell. So I turned it around. I also put another load of oil into the pan because I think that was the reason why it burned. I said already good bye to the pork. But at least I had my potatoes. The ones in the mini oven where done now but I let them in there for a while. My butterfly started to look normal again. So it got it’s old shape. Now when I think about it, it was really a butterfly and this was it’s last wing stroke. But it also got a place on the sun. So no worry it’s just fine now. I cut again into it but this time it struggled a bit but as it gave up I came through quiet quick. So it just has to be done. It also looked now burned on both sides. After the butterfly I put my last potatoes on the plate and my dinner was prepared. I was still very worried about the pork. But as you could read at the beginning I had to declare love with my dinner. It was so great. I thought the pork will be chewy and hard to cut but as soon as I came through the crust it was soft. And the taste was great. All three kinds of potatoes came out great. But I think the cut ones were a bit better then the others. But just slightly. Finally I put some garlic butter on top of my butterfly and this made the whole thing perfect. It was just perfect! I couldn’t believe it. I’m almost thinking about to invite someone for my next dinner. Am I ready for the crucial test of ‘What to Cook’ for someone else???

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It’s the last stroke of my wings.

It’s the last throb of my heart.

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As angel I was born,

pushed out,

fallen down into fire

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Fighting for love and life,

hoping and dreaming for salvation,

begging for forgiveness for what I’ve become

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A million times I tried to come up

A million times I reached for what was me refused

I tried to fly with what was left

I tried to catch the last breeze up

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But today is the day, today is the last

I’m giving up fighting - I’m giving up hope

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I’ve never understand your sentence,

I will never understand your law.

You punished me without any reason,

the only I can tell sounds foolish - it’s just because

I loved!

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Have a good night you all.

Marco

 

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