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Često pominjem da „ovako ne jede  ni engleska kraljica”, kada jedemo nešto sveže karakteristično za naše podneblje. To sam naučio od Srđana koji bi to rekao kad god bi spremio oradu ili brancina, koju bi sam ulovio, kao vrsni sportski ronilac. Naravno da je i za englesku kraljicu skoro nemoguće da pojede na roštilju plemenite mediteranske ribe odmah po ulovu. U toj rečenici je i lepota života običnih ljudi koji ne traže puno od života, jer su skromni. Od Srđana sam naučio i suštinu o kuvanju, jer je on majstor koji  kuva sa pravom merom. Inače sve što Srđan voli vezano je za more. U davno vreme bio je Brač, a u poslednjih 20 godina je Dobrota. Mediteran je očigledno podneblje gde se on najbolje oseća i može se reći da je to njemu sklonište od velikog grada, obaveza, ljudi, i od pozorišta. Srđan je glumac, koji ne ide u pozorište, ako ne glumi. Skoro nikad ne gleda svoje kolege. Taj svojevrsni eskapizam je nažalost potpuno ovladao njime, pa smo skoro izgubio prijatelja s kojim sam proveo  divne trenutke. Nikad on nije pokazivao želju za velikim društvom, ali je bio šarmer i zabavan kad god smo bili negde zajedno. Odjednom se naše druženje proredilo. Prvo je prestao da nam dolazi u posetu, a  zatim i izlazi iz kuće. Onda smo se mi sami pozivali kod njega, da ga vidimo i što Srđan kaže razmenimo reč za reč. A onda smo i to proredili, pa se praktično ne viđamo, sve do ovog leta, kada smo posle sedam godina ponovo došli na letovanje u Dobrotu. Srđan smo našli u njegovoj stolici na moliću gde smo se i poslednji put videli. Sve je izgledalo kao pre. Sinoć nam je spremio jednu divlju oradu i brancina na roštilju. Ukus je bio isti, ali nedostajalo je sve ono što nas je povezivalo. Ko u predstavi Kad su cvetale tikve u kojoj Srđan igra maestralno oca glavnog junaka i koji kada izgube gotovo sve kaže: „Evo šta ostade”. Da, ostali su miris i ukus Mediterana i ostalo je sećanje na druženje, što je dovoljno da se ponovo osetim lepo sa svojim prijateljem.

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Often I mention that “Even the English Queen is not eating like this”, when we eat something fresh and characteristic for our environment. I learned that from Srdjan who would say that whenever he was preparing the gilt-head sea bream or the European sea-bass, which he himself caught, as a skilful sports diver. Of course, it is almost impossible even for an English queen to eat at the barbecue of noble Mediterranean fish right after catching. In this sentence, there is also the beauty of the lives of ordinary people who do not ask for a lot of life, because they are modest. I learned from Srdjan the essence of cooking, because he is a true chief who cooks with the right measure. Otherwise, everything Srdjan loves is related to the sea. Long time ago it was Brac, and in the past 20 years is Dobrota. The Mediterranean is obviously the ambiance where he feels the best and it can be said that this is his shelter from the big city, the obligations, the people, and the theater. Srdjan is an actor who does not go to the theater, if he does not act. He almost never looks at his colleagues’ performances. Unfortunately, this sort of escapism has completely mastered it, so I almost lost a friend with whom I spent wonderful moments. He never showed a desire for a big company, but he was a charmer and fun whenever we were together. Suddenly, our fellowship become rarer. He first stopped visiting us, and then he didn’t like to leave the house. Then we called by ourselves to see him, and what Srdjan says is to exchange word for word. And then we did it rare, practically we do not see each other, until this summer, when after seven years again we came to a holiday in Dobrota. We found Srdjan in his chair in a dock where I saw him for the last time. Everything looked like before. Last night, he prepared the gilt-head sea bream and the European sea-bass on the grill. The taste was the same, but we missed all that connected us. The same was in the play When pumpkins blossomed in which Srdjan plays the brilliantly the father of the main character and who, when they lost almost everything says: “Here’s what’s left”. Yes, the smell and taste of the Mediterranean have remained, and there is a remembrance of our friendship, which is enough to feel good again with my friend.