I wake up with the taste of kimchi on my tongue.
I stretch, languorously checking the time. 12.30. Wow, I really slept in today.
I pad downstairs, slowly turning on the lights. All of my housemates are out today, hallelujah. Solitude on Sundays are my absolute favorite thing.
I rummage in the fridge, taking stock of my ingredients. My mozzarella is about t…