Today would have marked our second anniversary living in Ghana. Instead, we're counting four months and a couple days since we left. Last week, the HF's cousin asked me for a recipe for plantains. Of course I recommended kelewele. Ghana will never be totally gone.
I miss the warmth, the laid-back attitude, and the openness of the Ghanaians. They said what you wanted to hear, even if it wasn't true. Berliners are different. Some people call them tactless, but I say they're direct. Ask if something is possible, and instead of "I don't think so," or "not this time," or "that is a difficult question..." they'll just say "No."
Sometimes, it's nicer to hear what you wanna hear instead of what is the truth. Count on a Ghanaian for that.
Sometimes, though, it's refreshing to know that the person you're talking to won't give you any shit. Not a grain. That's what Berlin is for.
Last week, the weather was gorgeous and springlike. I got all my spring recipe ideas lined up. Then last Thursday it got cold again, and over the weekend we were oh-so-courteously blanketed with clouds and another 6 inches of snow. The past 2 days we've had sunshine, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this will be the last cold snap of the season. OF THE SEASON!
Since Sunday is Paddy's, and I spent 3 years in Dublin with the Hungry Fiance, count on something special to mark the occasion. None of the corned beef 'n cabbage... I'm thinking, I have spinach, I have sweet potatoes (yes I hoarded just a little bit don't judge), I have mozzarella... the colors are all there. I need a dish which captures the flag.
Anyone have some ideas for me?
Just to keep the prettiness going, here's a photo of the eggplant parmesan we had for dinner on Tuesday.
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