We have an on-going discussion during the summer, regarding 'throwing a few shrimp on the barbie'.
Mon mari likes the flavor the shrimp get from grilling.
Since the only shrimp we can get are already cooked, putting them over hot charcoal tends to dry them … Continue reading.....
The spring garden is being slowly replaced by the summer garden.
We ate the first of the summer squashes and I pulled up some of the lettuce and all of the spinach before we left for Spain.
Most of the spinach was turned into soup.… Continue reading.....
Last week I confessed to the fact that I loath cleaning.
This week I confess to the fact that I love chestnuts.
You’re wondering how I’m going to tie those two statements together, now, aren’t you?
Ha!
Oh ye of little faith…..
When we … Continue reading.....
We lived in Andorra for 7 years before moving to France. Here's a little inside knowledge:
We didn't lock our house in Andorra.
It was common (when we first moved there, before there was permanent traffic gridlock) for people to leave there cars double-parked (there … Continue reading.....
Yesterday was The Glorious Twelfth.
I first heard people talking excitedly about The Glorious Twelfth shortly after we moved to Andorra.
I was very touched, honored, slightly embarrassed…. but also a wee bit confused.
It was wonderful to be so quickly embraced into a new … Continue reading.....
I found horseradish.
You probably didn't realize it was missing.
You have probably heard the 'horror' stories of people moving to foreign countries and not being able to find such American staples as sour cream and peanut butter, both of which, in some form, (usually … Continue reading.....
Bemoaning the lack of escalator etiquette….
Or how to loose the skin on the back of your heels.
The store that I shop at when we go to Andorra is huge, the size of at least a few football fields. There are moving walkways, rather … Continue reading.....
My last post, about walking in the mountains in Andorra, brought back a lot of memories about that small Principality.
Andorra has been an independent country since 917 (I think that’s the right date), well over 1,000 years.
They are independent, not only in politics, … Continue reading.....
What goes up must come down – or so the proverb would have us believe.
But not always easily.
My brother and a friend, both recently and separately (different continents) have started walking in the mountains.
That thought brings back wonderful memories of all of … Continue reading.....
I heard from an old friend, who lives in Andorra, yesterday. He always fills me in on all the gossip…. Which of course brings back lots of memories.
The biggest piece of news was that Frosty was only going to Pamplona … Continue reading.....
