Emma and I went on the planned grocery shopping once we had grabbed a snack at the hospitals cafè. Emma was completely changed. She was her usually self. She was the Emma I got to know over the past days, bubbly and relaxed. She had made a grocery list last night, I didn`t really know what she wanted to do with these things because she wasn`t able to cook, but I put them into the cart anyways.
Back at her place we prepared the snack and a salad for tomorrows drive. She filled the food into containers before she packed them into a cooler box.
I drove to my house to pack my things and the camping equipment on the Truck. We would pack Emma`s a bit later as she wanted to be alone preparing a surprise. I was just hoping that she wouldn`t cook.
When I came back to her place I was already smelling the chocolate when I stepped into the garden. When she opened the backdoor she looked like a chocolate monster. Her hands were covered in chocolate. What was she doing?
“Didn`t you tell me you can`t cook?”
“Well I don`t cook I bake.”
“Oh…and what shall this be?”
“Some kind of almond coconut balls covered in chocolate.”
I became more and more skeptical although it smelled amazing and these balls were really looking like pralines.
“As a snack for our ride. They are really amazing,” she said putting one into my mouth. Now I was surprised they tasted amazing. She impressed me once again.
Cooking wasn`t her thing, but baking was fine. Good to know that.
“Stop looking this shocked. My Nanny did bake with me when I was a kid and I found the recipe with the things I took with me from home.”
I packed her things on the truck and was surprise that she just had one big bag with her. Most women would have taken their whole closet for a that long trip, but I better not ask otherwise she would start to rethink her packing. She brought all the snacks out into the truck. Then we said goodbye for today.
I could bet she was nervous too, but she was covering it well.