Hannah and Becca have inspired me to try and make things
from scratch that are not readily available here in Spain. Their inspiration is “Pioneer Woman,” and
their interest and ingenuity has been helpful for me.
J
This weekend I made pancakes from scratch, filled with
chocolate chips, for me and my roommate.
Delicious! It made me think back
to the many Saturdays my dad would cook pancakes for our family. I’ll be happy when I return home to be with
my family and have his again.
Also, the three of us girls living in this apartment have
decided to take a night a week or so and cook a meal for the other two. Tonight was my turn, and I made
lemon-parmesan breaded chicken, pole beans, fresh tomato salad, and biscuits
from scratch. Reminded me a little bit
of Southern home-cooking! I think I can
officially say now: I enjoy cooking. What
is Spain doing to me?!
J
Since my birthday is in December, this is the first election
in which I could vote. After having the
ballot sent all the way to Spain, I sent it back to the United States. While at Correos (our post office), I learned
a valuable cultural lesson. When
entering the building, one is supposed to take a number. I suppose this is very similar to the DMV in
the US. After getting frustrated with
people “cutting in line,” and then proceeding to
actually cut as I now know, I’ve become more knowledgeable. To avoid frustration, follow the system (once
you figure it out). Ha.
Hannah and Becca have inspired me to try and make things
from scratch that are not readily available here in Spain. Their inspiration is “Pioneer Woman,” and
their interest and ingenuity has been helpful for me. J
This weekend I made pancakes from scratch, filled with
chocolate chips, for me and my roommate.
Delicious! It made me think back
to the many Saturdays my dad would cook pancakes for our family. I’ll be happy when I return home to be with
my family and have his again. 
Also, the three of us girls living in this apartment have
decided to take a night a week or so and cook a meal for the other two. Tonight was my turn, and I made
lemon-parmesan breaded chicken, pole beans, fresh tomato salad, and biscuits
from scratch. Reminded me a little bit
of Southern home-cooking! I think I can
officially say now: I enjoy cooking. What
is Spain doing to me?! J
Since my birthday is in December, this is the first election
in which I could vote. After having the
ballot sent all the way to Spain, I sent it back to the United States. While at Correos (our post office), I learned
a valuable cultural lesson. When
entering the building, one is supposed to take a number. I suppose this is very similar to the DMV in
the US. After getting frustrated with
people “cutting in line,” and then proceeding to actually cut as I now know, I’ve become more knowledgeable. To avoid frustration, follow the system (once
you figure it out). Ha. 
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