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Spaghetti Here, Spaghetti There. . . .
There were drawbacks to spending most of our travel time this last trip in a small seaside town outside of Rome. I know, you're rolling your eyes, but truly, especially if I hadn't had that cold, we would have loved to visit another city for a few days, and we would have loved to spend a few more days in Rome itself. Of course, getting to spend time with our granddaughter and son-in-law was a big balancing Plus! -- as was having a decent kitchen to take advantage of all the wonderful markets.
I'm hoping to tell you a bit more, later, about eating -- in and out -- in Italy, but for now, I'm sharing this photo of the Spaghetti alle Vongole Pater made there because that's what we're eating here in Vancouver this Sunday night. Part of that process of Integrating our Travelling Selves with our At-Home Selves that I wrote about the other day. In fact, the clams in our Vancouver dish made me feel good about being home, since we bought them at a neighbourhood fish shop that sells only sustainable seafood, fish and shellfish with an OceanWise designation. I'm sure that there are places in Italy, even Lazio, where we could have found sustainably harvested clams, but I must say that most of the fish markets we visited -- and the gear we saw on the fishboats -- suggested that isn't a primary concern.
Also making me feel great about being home: Being invited for wine-and-cheese at a daughter's place last night to check out their shiny new kitchen reno (I admire M and my Son-in-law so much for making life with two Littles in a relatively small, 2-bedroom city condo look so attractive, on a budget). And earlier in the week, dinner at another daughter's. . .
And then this afternoon, as I walked back from the library (ooh yeah, another point in favour of Home, Sweet Home, the library is a block away), I heard someone yell "Mom, Mom" and then someone else calling, "Nana!" It was the 9-year-old and her Aunt, off to a movie together while the Aunt's two Littles were napping. So. . . sustainable seafood and library and grandkids and daughters all in the same neighbourhood? Very good to come home to.
That's it, this Sunday evening (which you'll see Monday morning) -- if you're interested in book recommendations, or just curious to see what I read in 2017, I've (finally!) posted that list over on my reading blog. Ciao for now! (Comments always, always welcome -- except the nasty ones, but you wouldn't anyway, right;-)
I'm hoping to tell you a bit more, later, about eating -- in and out -- in Italy, but for now, I'm sharing this photo of the Spaghetti alle Vongole Pater made there because that's what we're eating here in Vancouver this Sunday night. Part of that process of Integrating our Travelling Selves with our At-Home Selves that I wrote about the other day. In fact, the clams in our Vancouver dish made me feel good about being home, since we bought them at a neighbourhood fish shop that sells only sustainable seafood, fish and shellfish with an OceanWise designation. I'm sure that there are places in Italy, even Lazio, where we could have found sustainably harvested clams, but I must say that most of the fish markets we visited -- and the gear we saw on the fishboats -- suggested that isn't a primary concern.
Also making me feel great about being home: Being invited for wine-and-cheese at a daughter's place last night to check out their shiny new kitchen reno (I admire M and my Son-in-law so much for making life with two Littles in a relatively small, 2-bedroom city condo look so attractive, on a budget). And earlier in the week, dinner at another daughter's. . .
And then this afternoon, as I walked back from the library (ooh yeah, another point in favour of Home, Sweet Home, the library is a block away), I heard someone yell "Mom, Mom" and then someone else calling, "Nana!" It was the 9-year-old and her Aunt, off to a movie together while the Aunt's two Littles were napping. So. . . sustainable seafood and library and grandkids and daughters all in the same neighbourhood? Very good to come home to.
That's it, this Sunday evening (which you'll see Monday morning) -- if you're interested in book recommendations, or just curious to see what I read in 2017, I've (finally!) posted that list over on my reading blog. Ciao for now! (Comments always, always welcome -- except the nasty ones, but you wouldn't anyway, right;-)
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