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Transatlantic Hispanic culinary experience Friday, October 14 2011
We were going to be having a small dinner party this evening, so Gretchen, who had driven to the City and back yesterday, sent me to town to get groceries. I was tooling around in the new-to-us Civic Hybrid, feeling that new car driving thing. Neither Gretchen nor I place much importance on the specifics of the cars we drive so long as they are functional and reasonably safe, but it nevertheless feels better to drive a nice car than to drive a rattletrap. Some people are willing to spend tens of thousands extra for the betterness of that feeling, but not Gretchen and me; the only reason we bought this car was that it's a newer Civic and it was ridiculously cheap.
The meal Gretchen made tonight was a sort of Transatlantic Hispanic culinary experience: a course of tamales, followed by salad, and finished up with pælla. Ray, Nancy, and Deborah were our guests, and there was delicious Protocolo wine and exceptional Southern Tier Double IPA from that beer store next door to the defunct Catskill Mountain Coffee. Happily, there was no dessert.
It wasn't particularly cool, but when we moved to the living room I tried to start a fire of paper trash, but it kept going out. At some point Ray regaled us with a story of a purported giant squid's fossilized Triassic-age self portrait made of Ichthyosaur bones. Then he talked about things he'd learned recently while reading obscure works by Sigmund Freud.
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