food balkan

Gonna go full white girl here for a moment

If I ask if a food is spicy at all, and you reply “No, not at all! You can barely feel it!” then that is a contradiction. It is spicy. It may not be very spicy, or even moderately spicy, but it’s still spicy. Please just tell me that straight-out.

I know there’s a good chance you’re mocking me in your head when I say that I cannot handle spices at all, and that even the mildest of sauces, that you insist are barely there, are going to hurt, because I’m mocking me too. I know I’ve got a child’s palate when it comes to spicy food. I know it’s almost laughable, how badly I react to even table pepper in more than the most minuscule of doses.

But if I ask “is this spicy,” and you answer “not at all,” and then proceed to tell me that it’s mild, then I will still consider it too spicy.

If I ask “is this spicy at all” and you say “no” while knowing that it is, just a tiny bit, because you can’t imagine anyone reacting, then please don’t be offended when I take one bite and then throw it out, because I asked for a reason.

It’s a dumb thing to talk about, but… yeah. Just do your cannot-handle-spices friends a favor and be honest when they ask. Mild is still a level of spice.

(This goes doubly for strangers, because if they have a digestive problem like, IDK, ulcers or something, then spicy food can irritate the stomach lining further and cause extreme pain. Some people claim that capsaicin can be used to treat ulcers, but you know… just play it safe, yeah?)


Eva: no, still haven’t heard anything. Not you either?

Sana: no. Has Chris called William?

Eva: William doesn’t answer either.

But think though, they have been apart forever, they’re probably just chilling, and don’t give a shit about anyone else

Elias: come on, throw!

Yousef: stand still, man

Mutta: Elias, try then

Adam: you suck

Sana: halla

Mutta: join us!

Elias: she can’t join us! We’re in the middle of a tournament. She can join later. Throw!

Mutta: it’s your turn.

Mutta: two against two, done. You throw, and then…

Adam: it’s you two against us two

Sana: halla

Yousef: halla

Sana: did you have fun at Eva’s birthday

Yousef: yeah, I had a blast. How about you? It was fun with the gifts she got. Eskild who just popped the champagne bottle. It wasn’t even his gift

Sana: he didn’t even being a gift!

Yousef: he didn’t even being a gift. He was awesome.

Sana: yeah

Yousef: Even though. It was nice seeing him again.

Mutta: boys, it’s the third time we take you now. Please give us some resistance. A little bit!

Adam: I thought about something. We have to end the fast together today

Elias: yes we have to. With some delicious food.

Boys: Balkan kebab. No, Istanbul!

Adam: we have to. But the thing is, we have to do it before Yousef leaves

Sana: I talked with Noora…

Elias: Yousef, when do you leave?

Yousef: Saturday

Adam: Saturday! Done, were eating on Friday.

Elias: no! We can’t on Friday

Mutta: Friday is better, we can chill the whole night

Elias: I can’t Friday

Mutta: why?

Sana: where are you going?

Yousef: Turkey

Sana: oh yeah? Are you staying for along time?

Yousef: until August

Elias: he can join

Mikael: it’s your turn Yousef.

Adam: it’s always me who has to leave!

Elias: I’m missing a stick, give me a stick

Yousef: Mutta, which am I supposed to hit?

Mutta: this one

Yousef: fine

Mutta: if you hit now, you’re good

Elias: that’s why he’s on my team

Adam: beginners luck. If you hit it now you’re a king. Then you win

Mutta: it’s your first victory so it’s fine

Yousef: it is always me and Elias, man

Elias: always me and Yousef

Mikael: another round, guys

Vilde: you haven’t heard anything from Noora either?

Mutta: so we will eat at balkan