I don't quite take to the smell of burning charcoal wafting towards us whenever the next door neighbour barbecues on their balcony. Not that the odour gives me a headache or compromises my health in any way. I merely find it unpleasant.
So do you think I should go to our Rathaus (town council) and lodge a complaint? To demand my neighbour not to barbecue and not to eat barbecued food whenever I am at home? Well, I am hardly out of the pad these days as I have the little munchkins to take care of. Okay, they can barbecue when we do our daily walks or grocery shopping.
I think the Rathaus is going to tell me to go fuck myself and fuck off to my country if I so wish. Because in this country, the law specifies that cooking is a social norm and everyone is allowed to cook at any time of the day and night. And cooking smells, even that of garlic, are not only normal but should be tolerated as well.
No wonder no one ever complains whenever I cook my curry. Or my stir fried veggies with garlic or my stinking sambal chilli...
Take a leaf out of the Germans' book, Singapore. Take a leaf.
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