The journey of JussiKala

So I was at this random house. Kinda old. Perhaps 50s architecture. Detached house. Composed of wood and white bricks, mostly. Surrounded by a big grassy field. And I was in the kitchen preparing food for some guests that were going to arrive soon. I had made cake and pasta and stuff. I was going to peel my potatoes but I noticed I only had five. I stressed out. I called someone else to keep doing whatever I was doing for a while while I went to the store. And there I was with more potatoes. So apparently the food was nowhere near ready and some of the guests were already there. So I went to greet them and quickly finish up what I was doing in the kitchen. I served them a half done meal.