#avocado paste

There’s one thing you should know about me - I like to make crepes. It’s kind of meditation for me, I know the dough recipe by heart and whenever Mia asks for some, I just do it. That’s why we start with crepes, as it’s easy. I fried a few, cut out round shapes, put the avocado paste, bacon, spinach and tomatoes on it and it looks red when you look at it from a top :D It also it a kind of a BLT, just slightly different.

Did you ever have a situation when you made like 20 crepes in a morning and your lucky, oh so lucky family had it all and did not leave even one for you? It does happen in my home and it does not make me super happy. In this recipe you have a crep scraps, which are only for you!

You will need for the dough:

crepes (recipe over here )

1 avocado, smashed

lemon juice, to sprinkle avocado

bacon, fried

baby spinach

Juicy tomatoes :D, this is your main colour

Pinch of saltand pepper

Build a tower out of crepes. Start like this: crepe - smashed avocado paste - crepe - bacon - crepe - spinach leaves - crepe - tomatoes-salt and pepper.

To make mini portiones, use a cookie shape cutter to cut out shapes.

Ta dam!

Oliver had just popped something, he didn’t know what it was to be exact, maybe it was his prescription maybe it wasn’t. It had been white and small and his instinct said ‘eat me’ and he wasn’t one to fight his most base instincts.  All he knew, other than the colour and size, was that it was an upper is that he was ready to stay up. It was around 9 and Joo wanted him downstairs for food-type reasons. Those always tended to be good reasons so Oliver threw himself off his huge bed, hoping that would motivate him enough to get up and dressed,and that maybe blood would just to his feet while he was down there and not do that whole ‘asleep and tingly’ thing he so loathed. He hadn’t taken into account landing on his elbow though, which was how the dice happened to land, so after yelping out in pain like a fucking pussy Oliver was able to pick himself up off the ground, forgetting his feet which were incredibly asleep and focusing on getting clothes.

Pulling a long sleep shirt over his head and throwing his hair into some sort of semblance of ‘man bun’ Oliver made for the door, trying to keep right side up and firmly on his feet, which was kinda hard as whatever he popped seemed to be kicking in. That was fine though, Oliver had done more important stuff on more than one white pill after all.

Stumbling down the stairs Oliver made his way blindly to the kitchen, following where his feet lead him and the sound of dull clanking, he assumed Joo was already in the kitchen. Making that fun avocado paste or whatever it was.