carbonara

So I don't really cook. In university my roommate always came back to the apartment with smoke coming out from under the door (this is not an exaggeration). One time I mixed up whipped cream for whipping cream thinking they were the same thing (they are not). In Japan, whenever we had group dinners my contribution was always corn (boiled).

So yesterday I was feeling ambitious (and hungry) so I looked in my fridge and thought I recognized the ingredients for carbonara. Since I have never actually made carbonara before I looked up the recipe online. It all looked fine until I read the warning that, if the raw egg bit was not done properly, you could end up with a lumpy sauce. In all my eating experience I have never had a lumpy carbonara and it didn't sound appealing. I looked the cooking level for the recipe. Medium. I started to think I was in over my head.

I went on gchat for guidance. One of my friends was very encouraging and believed in me: "You can do it! (Followed by: It's so easy!). One gave me a recipe (with step by step picture instructions).

So I guess I owe them an update and here it is: The carabonara turned out great (The bf made it).

bretagne

So I've decided that the sky can be gray for 4 days if it wants to, as long as I still have a view.

czech it

So in the Halloween spirit, this past weekend I pretended to be someone I'm not by putting on fancy clothes and going to the opera. In Prague.



And no it wasn't my idea. It was the bf's - a surprise for my birthday. Three days in Prague. I was thrilled.


What really struck me about Prague are the colors. The the hazel green eyes of its citizens, the red rooftops accented by the fall foliage of yellows, oranges, reds, and browns.



It was a lovely way to get away from the 'Metro, boulot, dodo' routine I had slipped into since starting to work full time in Paris. To sit on the balcony of the hotel drinking coffee, taking in the view, and being reminded of how lucky I am.