The Lunch That Started at 2:30 and Finished at 6
I made the mistake of asking what time lunch was. Not when we needed to leave. Not when people were arriving. Not when food would … Read more
The Lunch That Started at 2:30 and Finished at 6
I made the mistake of asking what time lunch was. Not when we needed to leave. Not when people were arriving. Not when food would … Read more
The Market Where Albert Tried to Buy One Tomato
We went to the market this morning because Albert decided he’s now an authority on Catalan food. This happened after last night’s tomato-bread dinner, which … Read more
The Night Albert Asked Why Bread Needs Tomatoes
Just bread, tomatoes, olive oil, maybe a few anchovies if Albert didn’t protest. One of those dinners that technically counts as cooking even though it … Read more
Why I Locked Myself in the Bathroom During JC’s Parents’ Visit
I don’t usually drink wine in the bathroom.But there I was. On the floor, next to Albert’s bath toys, cradling a very full glass of … Read more
The Day I Burnt the Panellets and Blamed the Cat
There are days you wake up and just know you’re not emotionally equipped to face marzipan. Albert had already bitten JC’s toothbrush in half before … Read more