Happy Monday to everyone.
Today is the 160th day of the year in the Gregorian calendar and there are 205 days remaining until the end of the year. We’re almost half way through the year!
Here in Australia, we’re enjoying a public holiday, more precisely, we’re celebrating Queen Elizabeth’s birthday. How lucky are we 😉 With my German background, may I also squeeze in, Germany is enjoying a public holiday as well, celebrating the Pentecost weekend.
After my dismal post last week about “dancing”, we’re talking about “a dinner” today. Funny in a way, after reading Tonette’s post on Friday, I did remember a time in Canada, when I learnt the Canadian Two-Step – hilarious. I might fill you all in one day on a “free week”.
Dinner… I’m not big on dinners. Never have been, and now with my histamine intolerance, I don’t go out for dinners much anymore. Back in Germany, instead of dinners, we used to have “brunches”, the breakfast that lasts most of the day. I loved them, not only because of the relaxed nature, but breakfast is also my favourite meal of the day. I do not function before having a decent breakfast.
Here in Australia, BBQs are big “as dinners”. They’re pretty relaxed and laid back. I have come to love them as well. And, hey, how easy, I can even throw something “on the barbie” I can eat without side effects.
But the “dinners” that stand out most in my memory are the ones I had in Montreal. I lived in the Quebec city for a couple of months and attended a French course during some of the time. I was thrown into a class with students from all over the world. We quickly developed a friendship and after a few weeks organised dinners together – the host provided a traditional (or not so traditional) meal of the native country. We had German dishes, Mexican, American, Canadian and from memory and Israeli as well. The Mexican dish is the only one I can remember, and even though they were ALL good, that one is burnt in my mind, because it was so hot I was burning up after only a small amount. Everyone was cracking up laughing as I guzzled down one glass of milk after the other – and I hate milk! It took my husband a loooong time to convince me to try some fajitas years later. It’s one of my favourite dish nowadays, and I can’t wait for the day I will be able to eat them again 🙂
Anyway, that’s what I’ve got for when it comes to dinner.
What’s the dinner you’ve been to that stands out to you?