I managed to brave the pig leg today.
We went for a gorgeous lunch at a friend's house and we ate an entire hake...and vichyssoise...it was sooooo good. The man made an apple pie. Boy it's been a long time since I had one of those. He can make pie.
So, after the man and youngest had a little nap, youngest with her head on the enormous Webster's dictionary that she had taken to bed to read (!?!) we were a mite peckish. Since vegetarian eldest had gone off today for a six day ski trip, we decided this was the day to attack the pig.
Here's what it looked like...
Seems blogger won't upload the photos so we will all have to wait for another day. D*mn it.
What to do? What to do?
I could post about Catalan grammar - can you say Booooorrrrrriiiiiing??
I could....write a poem? I think not.
I could post a rant about blogger. Been there, done that, I'm still waiting for the t-shirt.
I could just call it a day and go to bed.
I tried to load them one more time. It loads it all the way up on that little green bar, and then they just don't show up and I never get the little 'done' button.
Ah well, maybe I'll show you my pig leg tomorrow.
Now isn't that something to look forward to.