Sunday, December 20, 2009

Yo Yo Afrikka

Tonight the most amazing thing happened. Beata made pizza dough at my house. The only ingredients that I had were some old flour that I had in the freezer from last time I moved 7 years ago, salt, oregano, olive oil and water. No rolling pin? No problem. Use a glass from the cupboard. I guess that's how they do in Africa. I was SO impressed. Then we basically cleaned out the fridge and made the most amazing pizza you've ever tasted, with cracker crisp crust. YUM. We had artichoke hearts, olives, mushrooms, cheese, spinach, vodka and tonic. Well, she had already taken out the glass...
























Then, a funny thing happened when Beata and Summer realized they were wearing the exact. same. socks.
The other thing that happened today is that Summer and I cleaned out my basement of enough trash to fill my Minneapolis-sized garbage container and then some. It looks pretty good down there, and made me feel so much better about the fact that I'm leaving in two months.
Did I mention I quit my job and am going to travel for a year? Well now that the cat's out of the bag...my last day of work is December 31st. I can't believe I actually quit. I have worked at my company for 9.5 years...and with most of my coworkers for 12. But the truth is my heart has always sort of ached for travel, and now I'm going to do it full time. So, very soon this blog will be less about my exciting Minneapolis life of making pizzas with friends who wear the same socks and more about exploring the world and visiting friends in other countries, who make sure that they don't show up to the same pizza making event in the same socks. Hopefully, anyway. How embarrassing.

4 comments:

prettiest sister said...

The pizza looks delicious.

Just think if you learned about using a glass for making pizza dough from a girl from S Africa, what you can learn about makeshift kitchen utensils, from traveling the WORLD!

Mom said...

Even tho I am mourning your leaving and being conflicted with trying to understand your joy in your new venture, I have to say, I am starting to mourn even more your leaving your circle of friends. When I see Summer and Beata and Nancy and you all having fun in the pages of your blob....oops....blog...., I feel like you are not gaining a life, you are losing a daughter....I think I am mixing my metaphors here, but the point is....I forgot....yes, I just had a whiskey coke, give me a minute.....OK....I'm OK now.....aren't you going to miss everyone? You are all invited this summer when Kady comes back. I feel several songs coming on right now...."and the operator said, '40 cents more...for the next...three...minutes."ttyl

Hanna said...

Aren't those the same pants Summer wore while sitting on your phone books and modeling your Michelin Man North Face jacket?
This is Kim - Not Hanna. I started commenting before I realized she's signed in.

Me, who doesn't live here anymore said...

Yes People, they're called Pajama pants and you're allowed to wear them seven days a week because they're pajama pants.

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