Tag Archives: Parma

Cheese, please!

21 Sep

It’s been too long since the last update, I know. You can blame my current read, The Sparrow by Mary Doria Russell, borrowed from a guy in Colin’s program. It’s a really good read, compelling enough that I keep reading long after I should go to bed, rich enough that I want to stop and put it down for a few hours so I can digest. It’s an omniscient narrator, probably God, and Russell gives enough hints to make sure readers get it. Some readers might find that annoying—I have with other works—but she found a good balance for me.

Plot? The first mission to meet intelligent creatures living on another planet. The astronauts are missionaries sent by the Catholic Church, as well as a few (more) brains to ensure they survive the trip. The chapters alternate between the trip and the months after the return of only one survivor.

I’ve been busy with other stuff too. Our soccer match ended in a draw on Thursday night, ensuring peace in the house until the championship tournament comes around in a few weeks.

And a group of us went to Parma on Saturday to attend the Festival del Prosciutto. I abstained, opting for a pizza, some legit Parmigianino cheese, and a glass of sparkling red wine. In our group was a girl who’d grown up in Parma, and she made a wonderful guide.

The crazy sun dials that we couldn't even try to figure out--cloud cover.

The star of the show.

No room under the tent, so we lunched on the stairs of a nearby church.

Rachel and I did a balsamic vinegar tasting after lunch.

And then we found a renaissance fair!

The ren fair came with a marching band.

Actually busy days in Bologna

14 Sep

My evenings this week suddenly filled up. Had a girls’ night at a favorite apertivo place tonight and then joined a new friend trying out a modern dance class. I’m already feeling it, and I know I’m going to be a bit slower watching the baby tomorrow. Luckily Matilda has a play date. Thursday is my soccer team’s first game of the season; we face off against Colin’s team in what will surely be an intense match. Friday I’m watching both girls, forcing me to miss out on the first meeting of the SAIS cooking club. And Saturday we’re hopefully taking off for the full day to go to Parma for the Prosciutto Festival. Don’t fret, Mom–I’ll be eating cheese.