Believe it or not… tonight’s dinner was three days in the making… and it’s not even what I had on the menu for tonight! How is that, you ask? Well…
Saturday afternoon was Planet (school newspaper) layout day, and on layout day, we traditionally bring in bottles of beverages of the alcoholic variety to sip as we work. Which generally means that by 4:00 in the afternoon, we are a little happier than usual… something that can usually be cured by a quick afternoon nap. This Saturday, however, a little afternoon giddiness turned into a full evening of wine and Sangria, and before you know it, we were in Bastille sipping on piña coladas. Combine that with me deciding that Vélibing from Bonne Nouvelle to my home in the 7th would be a good idea, and that meant that on Sunday morning, instead of waking up bright and early to go to a car show like I was supposed to (again, for the Planet… my God, that paper really controls my life), I was lounging around in bed. Which meant that I was there to hear the phone ring and to answer it when Alex called inviting me to les Journées des Plantes in Courson.
After quickly thinking about whether I would rather go to Courson or write my Rhetoric and Persuasion midterm, I threw my camera and sunglasses into a bag and hopped on the RER C out to Breuillet.
The festival was gorgeous, and I went absolutely camera crazy. To see more pictures and read more about it, head over here. I, of course was distracted by the spices.
Oh, the spices.
This is black Hawaiian salt. I just sort of stood there in awe and looked at all of them, snapping pictures, when all of a sudden, Alex, in all his perfect gallantry, decided to buy me something. And he picked perfectly.
Whole cayenne peppers. My boy knows me. I used them to perk up one of my favorite comfort foods… tomato sauce. Which I will be posting the recipe for tomorrow, because today I’ve already taken up enough of your time.