It's really been a while.
I was home for Christmas and although it was short and tiresome it was totally worth it.
The weather was Ok, I guess. We had a little bit of everything. Some sunny decent days and then some hardcore freezing mind numbing snowy ones.
Precious time at home was the most important.
There was coffee in our new french press almost every morning, cooking, a bit of baking, loads of dirty dishes all the time.
I finally tried monkey bread. I followed Deb's recipe, of course. It was delicious and everything you would expect, like hot miniature cinnamon doughnuts. I made them in the evening so we could enjoy them the next morning with our coffee, cause there was no way I was waiting for the dough to do it's thing in the morning. I have to admit they were better right out of the oven, still warm, as we ate the whole thing on the left right then and there and the monkey bread loaf on the right survived until the next day in the evening. Other than this I did no other baking.
We did cook a bit. I made the Soba Noodles with Peanut-Citrus Sauce recipe I was talking about here a while back, but with no soba noodles, of course. R liked it a lot, I like it too, so we made it like three time. Other than these two recipes I did not do anything else remotely special. We mostly ate at other peoples places.
We watched the Back to the Future trilogy three nights in a row while at home at my parents' house with my sister and good pizza while it was brutally snowing outside. The movies were as awesome as I remembered, and having seen them when I was little I wanted a hover board like that.
Also while at home I had to throw away my fashion magazine collection and it was a pain in the back. Literally. R was kind enough to help me carry them to the dumpster. I did however kept a stash of magazines I really like: D/ la Repubblica delle Donne. I prefer it over any other magazine out there. But it also felt so good throwing out things you don't like anymore, and keeping just the essential things.
I went to school once or twice before Christmas hoping to meet up with some colleagues and Dna Maria. It was good revisiting the familiar sewing workshop where I'll be starting work at the end of summer, people I know from school. Sadly it was too short, all of it.
I was home for Christmas and although it was short and tiresome it was totally worth it.
{lights on Copou}
The weather was Ok, I guess. We had a little bit of everything. Some sunny decent days and then some hardcore freezing mind numbing snowy ones.
Precious time at home was the most important.
{monkey bread}
There was coffee in our new french press almost every morning, cooking, a bit of baking, loads of dirty dishes all the time.
I finally tried monkey bread. I followed Deb's recipe, of course. It was delicious and everything you would expect, like hot miniature cinnamon doughnuts. I made them in the evening so we could enjoy them the next morning with our coffee, cause there was no way I was waiting for the dough to do it's thing in the morning. I have to admit they were better right out of the oven, still warm, as we ate the whole thing on the left right then and there and the monkey bread loaf on the right survived until the next day in the evening. Other than this I did no other baking.
We did cook a bit. I made the Soba Noodles with Peanut-Citrus Sauce recipe I was talking about here a while back, but with no soba noodles, of course. R liked it a lot, I like it too, so we made it like three time. Other than these two recipes I did not do anything else remotely special. We mostly ate at other peoples places.
We watched the Back to the Future trilogy three nights in a row while at home at my parents' house with my sister and good pizza while it was brutally snowing outside. The movies were as awesome as I remembered, and having seen them when I was little I wanted a hover board like that.
Also while at home I had to throw away my fashion magazine collection and it was a pain in the back. Literally. R was kind enough to help me carry them to the dumpster. I did however kept a stash of magazines I really like: D/ la Repubblica delle Donne. I prefer it over any other magazine out there. But it also felt so good throwing out things you don't like anymore, and keeping just the essential things.
I went to school once or twice before Christmas hoping to meet up with some colleagues and Dna Maria. It was good revisiting the familiar sewing workshop where I'll be starting work at the end of summer, people I know from school. Sadly it was too short, all of it.
