With the winter rain storms, the ants appear to have been flooded out of their homes and are in desperate need for food and shelter. They trail in through every hair-thin crack in the walls and invade anything that is in the least bit edible. While hanging my laundry to dry the other day (in the kitchen, since that's where our only source of heat - a wood burning stove - is), I saw that a bag of freshly baked bread was swarming with ants. Diana, my host sister, was ready with a solution. She whipped out this miniature grill thing that we use to make toast, put it on the stove top, and piled on the bread. All we had to do then was wait for the ants to squirm off, and the bread was good as new!
By the way, I accidentally ate an ant when it crawled into my water, and it was really spicy!
While I will miss going to the Taste of Chicago and the beach, we will still be celebrating in our own way this weekend. Saturday is the Plato Unico, a benefit dinner at the Casa Ursulina. $4 gets you a dinner of lamb, potatoes, salad, and a glass of wine or pop. Plus dancing :) They'll be bringing over the lambs tomorrow morning. Luckily I have to help shop at the market, so I won't be around when they get slaughtered.
Sunday is my birthday, and I'll be cooking up some fajitas to be served with guacamole and margaritas! I have to create some kind of an illusion of summer in order to believe that I'm really getting older :)
1 comment:
love how you debugged your bread, and the ant you accidentally ate was truly spicy??? that's aMazing!
i wished you the happy bday on facebook, but here's another late note. i hope the margaritas made you feel summery and full of more of the age earned wisdom that continuously flows through you, cousin.
and what IS the name of the book that describes morning pages?
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