Guess what I did this weekend? I ate empanadas that someone else made and I
cannot recommend this strategy highly enough.
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| I don't even know what was in them! Some manner of delicious meat-mixture! |
It was all part of my brother-in-law's birthday extravaganza (29 for the first time WINK WINK). As you know, approaching birthday parties with trepidation/disdain is basically Anna's favorite activity. Let's see how "plate of cake and ice cream" went down.
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| Curiosity about the world's largest fork. |
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| Attempt to wrangle it. |
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| Abandonment of said attempt. |
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| DESPAIR. |
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| Rally! |
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| Regret. |
I did cook a bit, though. After the birthday bacchanalia (
did you see the size of the forks?) I thought we'd veer toward the basic. The hearty. The peasant-ish. Lentil soup! Inspired by
Jess's last Food Lush Post, this was really beautiful and satisfying and everyone in the family ate it so also
slightly magical, perhaps.
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| Was going to say "Don't worry that it looks like a bowl full of mustard," then realized that I can't associate with anyone who would be put off by such a thing. |
In other news, happy 15 months, Ivy girl! I could probably get some good and/or funny pictures of you if you weren't constantly in motion.
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| This is her "Sorry you're so slow, Ma" look. |
