There was another concert today. We missed part because we were expecting to hear it from the house, so we thought it started late. These musicians were much quieter than last weekend’s performer.
Afterwards we ate in a restaurant. All of us were craving meat. This was on the table when we arrived.

Stef and I got the pilgrim’s menu (at the pilgrim price.) Kana got Cachopo, an Austurian specialty similar to Chicken Cordon Blue but with beef, and Michelle got veal.
The pilgrim’s meal started with an Austurian stew. Beans, collard greens ( yes, you read that right,) and potatoes with blood sausage and salt pork on a plate to add separately. Stef said that particular recipe had won a competition and I believe it. It was goooood.

The vegetable pudding that followed was not my cup of tea, but then peas and cabbage are not my favorite vegetables. The cabbage rolls were stuffed with brisket (also a surprise) with a chicken sauce (another surprise.)

My dessert was cheese with honey. It was way more liquid than I expected, almost a cream cheese sauce.

And speaking of sauces, last night I made pasta with butternut squash sauce and broccoli. We had a family with two young boys staying with us. As I cooked the others kept asking, “Do you want to mix this with that?” and I kept saying, “No, separada.” You want to make a meal that is a young person’s nightmare? Pasta with squash sauce and broccoli.
By keeping them separate, one young man was able to eat just pasta, and the other avoid the broccoli. We roasted marshmallows in the garden by way of compensation.