Into this:
We continued the tile through the living/dining room which has made the space look bigger, and, most importantly in my book, has made cleaning up the pet hair from our menagerie way easier. Here's a look at the work crew over the last of the project weekends:
Once the renovations were over (as over as they ever are around here anyway) the only thing left to do was take Barb up on her offer to break the place in. This brings us to today's life lesson: When you have a friend whose superb kitchen prowess is discussed over and over again, and that friend offers to cater a party at your house, you do not think about dirty dishes. You just say "yes, yes please".
Allow me to introduce the chef:
This party had a smorgasbord (there's a word I don't get to use enough) of Spanish tapas. Empanadas, gazpacho, Spanish ham, Manchego cheese with quince paste, flatbread tostadas, grilled vegetables with saffron aioli, french bread with romesco dipping sauce... and yet I still feel like I'm forgetting to mention some things. All I know for certain is I'm considering asking Barb to move in.Rob was in and out of the kitchen trying to usurp my "official taste tester" status.
I let him live, but it was close. My benevolent dictatorship does not tolerate coups.The party itself was a lot of fun. I love having the excuse to pull together friends for some mingling and the inevitable Rock Band.
The party left behind a certain amount of carnage, of course:
See Mom, all that hard work was put to good use! Oh, and the dishwasher still does a good job when filled to capacity... in case you were wondering.
I know, ferocious. These dogs usually take several tours per day of the backyard to do their business and run security rounds to determine whether anything fun to play with has made an appearance since their last outing. As of this past Saturday, Luna is completely uninterested in going out there after dark. Cora isn't too thrilled with the idea either, but she'll go if I go. Saturday night they both came in panting to beat the band and Luna had some cuts on her face. Before you worry too much, let me just say that cuts on Luna are not generally a cause for major concern. Her attitude is most often similar to a battering ram when it comes to getting into things. This time, though, something had obviously scared them but good. I didn't hear any fireworks going off while they were out there. Therefore, I am going with the most obvious conclusion:
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