Votes poured in to select the new chef at the embassy, a stack of votes for one guy, a single vote for the other guy. The good news is, Leopold won, hands down. The bad news is, we gave away Jennifer and James cook! He worked for them Monday through Friday. We had him cooking for us on Saturday, I thought for sure he wouldn’t continue with us if he got the job at the embassy, but he insists it’s not too much. But he is too busy to continue during the week next door. After all the Fulbrights have done for us! They did cleverly have Leopold teach their housekeeper how to make a lot of dishes though. So today is Friday, which means Leopold is going to come and sit and discuss with me what to prepare, and then make a shopping list with all the prices, then we figure how much money he needs. This time spent sitting figuring out menus and shopping and prices is a job Peter’s Russian grandmother would have loved.
The kids are requesting onion rings for tomorrow. Here he is with rice, fish in a ginger sauce and salade verte.
twenty-something years of "what have you been up to?" 