There’s nothing like the departure of nasty and the arrival of lovely, plus Tony Bennett singing Long Ago and Far Away from the living room, to raise one’s ánimo, which means mood in español.
We just suffered through a couple of uncharacteristically difficult days as a front passed over, a gift from the Gringos or perhaps the Canucks.
It can be hard to tell those two gangs apart.
But it did not freeze. It just rained a lot, and cold, which is odd for March in these parts. But today dawned blue, cool and lovely, so we’re going to celebrate by making Greek chicken in the crockpot for lunch tomorrow.
When I think of Greece, I think of my mother who died at 90 a few years back. She dreamed of visiting the Greek islands, but never did. She left the United States just twice, briefly, once to Canada and once to Mexico.
A visit to the supermarket is in order. I’ll also pick up the makings for caldo de res, a specialty of my child bride. That will be lunch the following day.
So we will be traveling in a manner over two days of dining. To Greece and then back to Mexico where today it is blue and cool and beautiful, and white egrets and black ravens fly through the mountains as I write this.
Thanks for listening.