Oh Boy!

My favorite poet, the one I made this diorama about, sent me a postcard today! It looks like he typed it on his typewriter, too. I thought it was a good mail day when I saw a Netflix and a laundry bag from my mom, but I had no idea...

"It Must Have Been Something I Ate..."

Although this picture of Sumanth was taken many, many years before I'd ever seen him, I think it best captures his newly-found happiness in cooking. For the past couple of years, Sumanth has been making more and more recipes, mainly desserts and breakfast foods like truffles and french toast. During this time, I've noticed his expanding food vocabulary from time to time--like when he started to use 'mulch' as something that you do to fruit or when pepper stopped being just black. This week, however, has reached a completely new level. Sumanth has been reading It Must Have Been Something I Ate by Jeffrey Steingarten, a book that casually mentions such delicacies as frog cappuccino and blood sausage and discloses the secret for perfect french fries (horse fat). So far this weekend, we've eaten homemade au gratin potatoes and herbed chicken with apricot sauce and tomato beef empanadas and wine soaked apples and that has just been for dinner...Between the shopping, cooking, eating and cleaning, this new hobby is pretty much all consuming for both of us...



Besides the food adventures...now that our last visitors of the summer have come and gone (see above before we went out for Tapas--I may appear to be smiling but the shoes I was wearing gave me blisters so bad I almost had to cut my feet off), life is starting to get back into a normal mode and going back to classes feels closer on the horizon.

Well, this isn't the best picture of us, but I was trying hard not to miss the first fireworks and Sumanth was trying hard to smile amidst being bitten by mosquitos the size of a fist...I wish that the photo had caught some of the fireflies that were out that night--the sky really did look electric even before the fireworks started.

This weekend we're hosting some friends from Wilmington, and next weekend Amanda, Elisha, and Jodi will fly in! I can feel our apartment getting excited for them--the air conditioners are saving their strength, the floors are looking extra shiny and the coffee maker is ready to be filled to the brim. Come soon, girls, here are some places we can go...