Here's the quick catch-up on a crazy few weeks.
1. The end of school concerts are here. Apparently, Jude's been learning Spanish guitar at school all year. He failed to mention this to me until recently. They had quite a little concert on Friday night to show off their skills and we loved it. And these beautiful buildings are never lost on me!
2. The Spanish guitar concert kicked off a round of fevers that swept through the boys. This happens in our house in hot weather. I don't think I'm exaggerating to say that we're usually sicker in summer than in winter. It's begun. This heat, ya'll. It's going to be something.
I spend my evening hours daydreaming about air conditioner installations.
3. I feel disturbed still by this image. Stirrups. They are selling stirrup pants in Zara on Passeig de Gracia. This is parallel to finding stirrups on 5th Avenue in NYC. Just say no, friends. Just say no. Sometimes the fashion world just doesn't know it's own limits.
4. I invited a friend from my Spanish class to dine with us this weekend. She's lived in Paris for 10 years, prefers her dog to having children, and is in finance. In considering these details, I won't deny that I felt a need to step my cooking up for the event. I went with Italian, and even purchased my noodles from the legit Italian grocer on the corner. He said "Chow," when I left...a sure sign of noodle success. Here's the Pioneer Woman pasta recipe I used. I served roasted asparagus and a salad with raspberries and blu cheese. I made the Food Network's balsamic vinaigrette dressing.
I have a habit of complimenting my own food when I work hard on a dish. I mean, it's all about the recipe, right. I refrained in her presence. It was delicious. But, I'll say it here again. It was delicious.
I'm all of the sudden inspired in cookery. Tonight I'm attempting a Cuban dish. I went to the real butcher to get the meat and he specially selected it for me.
And now, I better get cooking.
Happy Tuesday to you!