Well, I been thinkin’…mama went out and got herself some feathers in her hair as a little present to herself, and I’m sort of worried because I don’t want to wake up in the night and think she’s a bird and jump on her head. But they are really nice feathers, even if they did come from a rooster—I just don’t want her crowing too early in the morning, haha.
So last night we watched the big bangs and even some more big bangs from up the coast and it was pretty special. When there is a crisis econmically around here, sometimes they scrimp on the fireworks but not this time. And, the fireworks are planned and orchestrated by an Italian guy who really knows his stuff, so naturally they are spectacular.
I think this week, too, there is going to be a Sardinade, which is when a lot of anthro men in the town make huge grills in the open space where the market is and then they cook hundreds and hundreds of sardines on hot coals and you can get a whole slew of them with a glass of vin rouge or blanc and a nice little piece of cheese and a fruit for only a few euros and everyone sits together at long tables and chats and eats and shares stories of their summer so far and it’s really a nice gathering.
No kitties allowed. Well, how about all those doggies that show up and lick up things under the tables and make a general nuisance of themselves, huh? I would be so cool at one of those bashes, I would sit politely until my plate was served and not try to eat everyone else’s food the way doggies do!
Maybe they’ll take me the next time.
What do I care anyway. I don’t even like sardines, hah, so THERE!
Are you serious? You don’t like sardines? Well, some of us aren’t partial to them either, but you have a chef in your home. We thought sure you would have upper class taste. 🙂
Are those really feathers in your mom’s hair? Are they twisted? She looks really nice with them.
Yes, they are feathers and you should see the bird after she got them…haha just kidding. Those are rooster feathers, and actually the sardines were marinated in some strange thing. I will eat the normal ones and mama loves them.