And I don't mean eggs. (Which reminds me--how could I have been talking about freebasing eggs, and not make a "this is your brain on drugs" joke? What a waste.)
Tag: partying
Lamb Roast No. 3: It’s all about the butchery
After a certain point, everything I write starts to sound the same: we cooked a big meal, it was delicious, and we all love each other soooo much. Well, it's true. But boring.
Eid in Morocco
Adriana took this at the Eid party. She says she has more involving organ meats, but this is totally adorable. Look how psyched they are. (Is that a tampon machine on the wall behind the fridge?)
Mmmm, Montreal
Now I'm _really_ back. Echoing my May itinerary, I did a full North American tour in a week, swapping my bag of sweaty tank tops and sandals for leather pants and a wool sweater and heading up north to Montreal.