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Food, glorious food
Feb. 12th, 2006 01:34 pmFriday I spent over at MC´s, hanging out with Victor (Marta´s boyfriend) as he fiddled with his new computer, playing Warcraft 3 (pretty) and The Movies. It´s a computer game like Sim City, where you´re a movie producer in the ´20´s and you need to hire and build up your own movie studios, get script writers, cleaning crew, actors (and make sure that they´re happy) and then see how your movie turned outand whether it gives you any money. Pretty neat.
I also got to watch most of Buffalo Soldiers again and just had to know:
Phoenix, Joaquin: born 1974
Paquin, Anna: born 1982
( Cut for math (the pain, the pain!) )
I then went by The Corte Ingles, which is a bit like a mall or outlet store. Kinda like Eaton or The Bay. I stopped by their supermarket because they´d been announcing a "taste of India" thingy, but they lie. So instead I bought baking powder and made a lemon cake.
I really hate turning on a gas oven. Esp. with a lighter. I´d rather have those uberlong matches so I wouldn´t burn my fingers so much.
The cake came out alright. It got a bit stuff to the pan, due to it (the pan) being old and the syrup not helping either.
Saturday I joined my uncles and gran (who stepped out fo the house for the first time in months) to go to have lunch with my aunt´s sister´s in-laws and extended family via her husband. We had calcots. They´re really small onions that you put dirrectly onto the fire and eat with a red tomatoe sauce. It just might be an acquired taste. I ate a few, but not the 20 we had allotted each. Then we had meat and more meat. Then coffee and cake. We talked (all 15 of us) about the politics of Israel/Pakistan, babies (there was one 5-month pregnant woman), men vs. women and a whole lot more. The other gran (Ana´s sister´s mother-in-law)** was really sweet and vibrant, one of those really active women who have a young soul.
* God I love this word. Even if it´s not actually a word. Still.
** Don´t worry, I didn´t know who these people were, and I was there. Complicated extended family.
I also got to watch most of Buffalo Soldiers again and just had to know:
Phoenix, Joaquin: born 1974
Paquin, Anna: born 1982
( Cut for math (the pain, the pain!) )
I then went by The Corte Ingles, which is a bit like a mall or outlet store. Kinda like Eaton or The Bay. I stopped by their supermarket because they´d been announcing a "taste of India" thingy, but they lie. So instead I bought baking powder and made a lemon cake.
I really hate turning on a gas oven. Esp. with a lighter. I´d rather have those uberlong matches so I wouldn´t burn my fingers so much.
The cake came out alright. It got a bit stuff to the pan, due to it (the pan) being old and the syrup not helping either.
Saturday I joined my uncles and gran (who stepped out fo the house for the first time in months) to go to have lunch with my aunt´s sister´s in-laws and extended family via her husband. We had calcots. They´re really small onions that you put dirrectly onto the fire and eat with a red tomatoe sauce. It just might be an acquired taste. I ate a few, but not the 20 we had allotted each. Then we had meat and more meat. Then coffee and cake. We talked (all 15 of us) about the politics of Israel/Pakistan, babies (there was one 5-month pregnant woman), men vs. women and a whole lot more. The other gran (Ana´s sister´s mother-in-law)** was really sweet and vibrant, one of those really active women who have a young soul.
* God I love this word. Even if it´s not actually a word. Still.
** Don´t worry, I didn´t know who these people were, and I was there. Complicated extended family.
