◉ 038 | Punjene paprike

I was sitting

at the table

playing Risk

with Luka and Jakov.

My phone rang.

“What are we having for dinner?”

I mimicked Maja

for the most

haunting question

in the history

of our family kind.

The boys laughed.

I answered the phone.

“What are we having for dinner?”

Maja asked.

“Punjene paprike!”

we all yelled.

“Not tonight,”

Maja said.

To cheer the boys up,

I told them a joke.

A man and his wife

come to a bistro

for dinner.

They order meatballs.

The lady finds a hair

in her meatball

and calls the waiter.

“I found a hair

in my meatball,”

she says.

“I’m sorry,

our chef has only one arm

and he rolls meatballs

against his chest,”

says the waiter.

“I don’t care,”

says the lady.

“Good thing

you didn’t order

stuffed capsicums,”

says the waiter.

Next day,

Maja bought all ingredients

for stuffed capsicums.

She started cooking—

a client just booked in.

So I had to stuff them.

Luka made

mashed potatoes.

I sat at the table

with the boys.

We ate stuffed capsicums.

And laughed

about the one-arm chef.