Live, from the kitchen....
I'm back, and as Irish luck(?) would have it, I am online, in my piso, live from my very own kitchen. A mere 45 days after signing up for WIFI.
Buika's singing to me (note to self, get a handle on where she's playing live in 2007). I'm sipping an unexpectedly fabulous Jamaican coffee some friends brought back from their island wedding (and drinking it con leche, pero con mucha leche, ahhhh, back in España). And I'm typing on the stovetop (ceramic, of course) just to prove I can.
So listen, a month back "where you come from"...with stops in a couple of those "places where you come from"....gets a woman to thinking. Expect the wanderer to muse for a bit.
But first, to pinchos with my Madrid-living, Spain-loving, opera singing fellow americana Kathleen and her visiting parents. Time to show off my pretty little town and its delicious little pinchos. After a far less than satisfying stop (it wasn't my idea, I swear) at Cafe Iberico in Chicago, I'm more than ready for a taste of Salamanca.
Question as I leave, this site's in line for serious rehab.....which may require a move to typepad or who knows what. Before I jump ship, anybody want to weigh in on the new Blogger? I've yet to try it. How's it do with categories and tags for archived posts? Can you post ahead and set a date for publication? Are you liking it?
See you back here soon. I barely recognized the blank white box. Man, it feels good watching it fill up with all this lovely black text. This is blogging, huh? Mmm. I like this.
So, you guys still out there?