When we went looking for groceries to cook we discovered this cute little delicatesson. It had a coffee shop, bar, and bakery (patisserie) in it.
About every other morning one of us would walk their with the kids and let the other sleep in. I’m not sure which option was best cause well they both were awesome. Getting up early with kids, you say? Of course if you get fresh-baked chocolate croissant with your authentic cappuccino and eat it outside on the terrace while the kids happily much away at there fresh-baked treats. Lovely. Then when we would head back we would make “2nd breakfast”.
J and I had the SAME. EXACT.THING. every morning. It was that good! We would put grilled prosciutto with fresh farmers market tomatoes, sliced pecorino cheese, and a fried egg (oe) all inside a freshly baked croissant. MMMMM! still miss those…. OH! with fresh basil, did I forget basil!?! The kids would get plain yogurt with farmers market nectarines in it, along with cereal. No, were not mean, that’s what they wanted and hey, it was vacation.
You heard right. The day we arrived there was a the weekly farmers market. As soon as we settled in I took a little jaunt over there and bought us some yummy fruits and veggies. One lesson learned, that I do recall learning last time too, was not to bother with the peaches, get loads of nectarines. Our first batch disappeared in 2 days and then we had to wait a whole week to get them again. And we did. Our last sunset by the beach, so sad. WE could have stayed here another week or two…
Can you beleive that Kubra and Ekrom have never had enchiladas? Well, actually Marleen, on the far right has only had them once before now but her excuse is that she is Canadian!
We met at our house this time to pass on my mother’s famous recipe for enchiladas. It was because of these enchiladas that I was asked to open my own restaraunt! But I had a little hiccup. When I went to the store to get the Lawry’s seasoning packet to make the sauce with (the key ingredient), they didn’t have it. Not only did they not have it but they looked at me like I came from another planet when asked if they carried it or at least a can of enchilada sauce. One lady said ” try Taco Bell, ” when I asked if they even eat echiladas on the east coast! So I went home and made a sauce from scratch. But of course when I got home I doscovered I was missing all the necessary spices to make it. So I improvised with some taco seasoning and chili seasoning and a little of this and that. It ended up fine, but a little on the spicy side because I had to use a can of enchilada sauce that Mar brought over to mak ethe sauce go farther. It had a kick to it. Side note: it took M three whole meals to finish his enchiladas because he thought they were too spicy. By lunch the next day he was starving and eating everything in the kitchen once he finished his plate.
We went on to have allthe gents join us and celebrated Kubra’s husband
Mohamed, birthday mexican style. We had sugar cane and Sangria (soda), and Erin’s yummy mexican style soup!
Feliz Complianos Mohamed!
My freind’s Marleen, Erin, Kubra and Ekrom have decided to rotate going to eachother’s house and teach eachother new dishes. At Kubra’s house about two weeks ago she taught us how to make an afhgani dish called Manto’s. They were dangerously Yummy!
Make a meat mixture and place them in the center of a wonton dough square, fold them expertly and steam them!