So what exactly have I been up to these last few days I've miserably failed to update everyone.
Tuesday evening we invited Arturo, from Mexico City, to join us for dinner. Giving us lessons on authentic Mexican cooking he taught us to make flour tortillas. Yummmm! How am I ever going to eat a store bought plastic tasting tortilla anymore? I have been spoiled! Warm homemade tortillas, chili peppers, fresh tomato, onion and ground beef sautéed together...does it get any better?
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Master Tortilla Chef Arturo |
We are blessed to have been stocked with a full kitchen upon moving into the apartment. However, we don't have a rolling pin, this meant a little creativity. Nearest object, long and cylindrical in shape? Wine bottle? Didn't work quite as nicely as a rolling pin, but certainly good enough.
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Success! |
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Roll away! |
As we sat down to eat I asked Arturo if they ever just use taco seasoning to add flavor to tacos. Starring at me blankly he shook his head in confusion and began laughing. He's never even heard of taco seasoning, let alone tried it. I could be wrong, but I'd say it's a safe assumption he wouldn't like it. Packets of taco seasoning aren't exactly what you'd call authentic. We had a great time getting to know one another and learning similarities and differences between our cultures.
Thursday:
So close to the weekend, yet so far away, Thursdays always seem difficult to get through. After class grabbing my bike whizzing through the spring breeze, Villy's house was my final destination for a South African picnic. Calling Durban, South Africa home Villy shared with us their traditional picnic food. Upon arrival smoke billowed from the small charcoal grill as friends mingled enjoying drinks and conversation. The scene was straight from a snapshot of summer. Wow it's the first week of march and we're having a picnic, fantastic! Villy manned the grill, cooking up steaks, chicken and sausages.
With 25 to feed, Villy's budget was limited, meaning the steaks weren't of the highest quality, leaving them a tad chewy as you can see from my facial expression...
During our picnic neighbors called the Gardai, not once but twice! You know, the Christian Union is known for rowdy wild street parties...NOT. Anyway it was older neighbors who've become fed up with Rag Week needing any and every excuse to call the Garda to end the relentless celebrations.
Finishing our tasty picnic we filtered inside to watch the film Everybody's Fine. Waiting for everyone to get situated Morgan, Abby C. and went exploring around Villy's home. In the backyard we found a stone wall standing around 7 feet tall. Entering the backyard I could hear silly noises coming from Abby C. and Morgan as they attempted to climb, jump and struggle their way up the wall.
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Fail |
Bending on one knee Abby C. braced Morgan and boosted her up onto the wall.
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We got one up! |
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Strategizing |
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Success for two! |
Overlooking a rugby field with city lights in the background the view from the top was beautiful. Quite an adventure getting all three of us up, but it proved to be a great time and most definitely worth the swollen, smashed up pinky it took to hoist us all up.
My roommates are gone traveling in Dingle leaving me a peaceful apartment to tackle all of this work. Studying from 9:30am-5:30pm I was able to get a large portion finished. Ipod, sticky notes and colored pens in hand I am ready to go to work!
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