cooking in a foreign language

Well, I'm here in Prague and it's a gorgeous city. Very pretty, very easy to get around. Lots of English signs everywhere which is nice of course. The best part is my apartment which I love. It's in a cool old building, all the way up this winding wooden staircase, and it is huge. Way too big for me. It feels empty so I try to always have the TV or music on. Bad habit I carried from home. There are two showers in the bathroom for some reason. One in a bathtub and one normal one. Neither one is quite hot enough but that's okay. My bedroom (which is so huge that they put a twin bed in one corner) is pretty with posts and beams. I've found that Europeans are big on huge puffy mattresses so, sadly, I'm having a mattress topper shipped from LA so I can try to get some sleep.

The first day I went grocery shopping which was difficult because my Czech knowledge is fairly nonexistent. From my last Prague visit, I remembered that milk was in a box and not in the refrigeration section. If you buy something you think is milk in the cold section, you end up getting sour, chunky stuff. Not good. Then I grabbed a few other things thinking that I could translate the directions on back. Wrong. I thought I was buying pasta sauce but it was really this gross powdery stuff that tasted like crap. Threw that away last night. So, because I knew what corn flakes were, that's mainly what I've been subsisting on. Morning and night. But cornflakes are good. :)