We knew it was going to be a different kind of Easter. With Mom gone, the center of all holidays, we would have to cope with missing her and making new memories. Even though in some past Easters I have been in Australia, the internet and phone calls didn’t make...
It didn’t seem possible. The little girl I rocked and danced to sleep singing Stones and Steve Miller band to, the little girl that did a turn around from my boys and read ME bedtime stories, the sweet precious that asked to see “dot coms” as she climbed up on...
October. Our month for birthdays. Silas, Miquel, and Enric. Alejandra, too, if you count our extended new “family” into Spain! The month is plainly full! So this day was Miquel’s day. Miquel. The child I am sure my mother wished on me. Since we share this sense of getting into...
( Should be “Enric’s Birthday” I know. It’s just that this WordPress doesn’t like apostrophes in its titles. It crashes the whole blog every time). So October 21st is Enric’s birthday and I fixed one of his favorite meals, Canalons. I also fixed Fideus, in case our guests, The Moore...
Today we had a nice family gathering for Miquel’s 22nd birthday. Naturally food, fideus specifically, was part of the meñu.
21 years old would seem to ask for a big party…but still dizzy from travel, Miquel seemed happy enough to allow his mama to get away with a small family birthday party. I suppose on his birthday, all is well as long as there are FIDEUS!
Our Christmas Eve is always a special occasion, but this year so much more with Enric, Miranda and Silas with us. We first had a Catalan Dinner that I prepared, and it was the BEST Fideus I had ever made. Next, we went to Christmas Eve Service at Church. Then...
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