Well, I’m back in the US. I’ve been back for two weeks, but between jet lag and thesis panic, I haven’t been able to sit down and write this up. That, and all those “friend” things that I have to see again, just to double check that they actually exist in physical space and time and are not just electronic ghosts echoing in my chat program.
And of course, the best way to re-introduce myself to those people I haven’t seen for a year (or more in some cases) is with something sweet.
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Well, back from Rome. Tomorrow, I leave Sevilla and go back to being a US resident. That’s strange. Hopefully I can channel my re-entry culture shock into food impulses, as I did last year, because this time I’m staying for good. A major economic depression can cause such upheavals… Even though I’ll be leaving Spain as a resident, I’ll be back in October for a short, education-related visit and I have been assiduously stockpiling Spanish recipes for my favorite things, as well as cookbooks. So this blog right here will continue to have a slight Mediterranean flair. I invite you to listen to this song when reading Spain-related entries, by the way. It makes things more exciting.
Anyways. In my last post, I mentioned that I was going to Rome and that I had planned to taste-test three or four “best gelato places in Rome”. Well. I didn’t. I had only been in Rome for a hit and run half day before this trip, so I was all for actually getting to try out all these great suggestions people were throwing out, really immerse myself into the food culture of Rome. But it was an absolutely wonderful trip, and we sank so far into relaxation that we said to hell with gelato shop hunting and just ate it where we found it. And it was all absolutely delicious. We visited all of one place on our list, which was suggested both by my friend Michelle and my coworker Ana, separately. I kept the list, though.
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It is not summer here in the Pacific Northwest. Today it was in the mid to low 60s with a nice chill rain and wind. I did want to cool off after a week or three or 113 degree heat of Sevilla, but this is kind of drastic. I want to go swim in the river and barbecue, hang up my hammock chair…anything besides watch my tan get washed away by early fall rains.
So in rebellion, I have started in on my summer eats in the hopes that they can conjur up some corresponding weather. So let’s make ice cream!
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