Monday, November 2, 2009

#10, but who's counting...


Anniversary number 10 for us. We always celebrate that fateful day we met at the Dunn Brothers Coffee shop. The truth is we have not been apart much since that day. Last night we went to a restaurant in Cabo called The Seven Seas. It is on the beach and there was a full moon so the water was twinkling as the waves crashed. We both had seafood and Harry said the sea bass was almost as good as walleye. Harry made a toast, "here's to the next ten years and that's about it." Always so romantic, that's what I love most about him.

After dinner we went into town and joined in the Day of the Dead festivities. A former student of mine at Mission was dancing with her dance troupe on the stage in the town square. One of the altars in the square was for a young man and was quite elaborate. As I was walking away from it I turned and realized that one of my former co-workers was standing off to the side talking with people. I then realized it was an altar for her son who had committed suicide in September. He was 16.

Today, yes, yet another day off and we are going to attempt making the Mexican soup pozole. They make it at our school cafeteria and I love it! It is quite simple; hominy corn, a good stock, pork or chicken, and special peppers of course. You serve it with shredded lettuce or cabbage on top along with green onions and radishes. We invited our friends Mel and Anna to join us for our first dinner party on our lower deck. They are real experts on Mexican food, owning a restaurant here in town. We bought some Christmas lights to string on the awning over the table because it is dark early now.

The English lab is going great guns! The novels are due to arrive this week and the kids are using the computers thanks to the program Patty conveniently "took" from her last job. The reading circles are going well and soon there will be good books to read. I am going to need to find some volunteers to lead reading circles especially since Kate, our student teacher will be leaving at Christmas. There was a bit of drama this week when I thought I would be forced to trade the copy machine for one that is not as good, but I stood my ground and said no! Very un-Mexican of me. I even took the cord from the copy machine home with me this weekend just for safe keeping. Harry started a Shakespeare class with the troupe of highly fluent, highly smart and dramatic 9th graders. One of the girls in the class told me how lucky I was to be married to such a talented man.

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2 comments:

  1. The food looks great...as do both of you!

    Harry certainly has a way with words (ala the anniversary toast). Hope he said it in several languages.

    The soup sounds very good. Send some to MN.

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  2. I took a look in an old Mexican cookbook and found a recipe for pozole. I think I'll try it. If you want me to send it to you also, let me know.

    Have you tried menudo?

    Pete

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