The lovely French ambassador, his wife, and an old friend of theirs came for a coffee roasting demo and breakfast yesterday morning. We had a good time visiting with them, and folks always seem to enjoy watching a roasting session and then drinking really good coffee!
This week was pretty low key. I watched some of the Olympics, mostly ice skating and some hockey (who knew I liked hockey?). I took time out from sports to watch the House DHS Oversight Committee hearing on Tuesday, and to make a couple of runs to the grocery store. There’s only one kind of fresh pasteurized milk here, and it’s a mystery to me (and the grocery store, apparently) when it gets restocked. I don’t mind using “shelf milk” (UHT milk) for daily coffee and yogurt-making, but you really need fresh milk to make a good latte for the weekend. The fresh milk comes in glass, recyclable bottles, which is nice. It’s super-expensive (like most things here), but worth it.
John and I finished Ken Burns’ “The American Revolution” (we won!) and really enjoyed it — and we learned so much that we never learned in school (or learned and forgot?). We also have kept up with episodes of “Shrinking” and “Hijacked,” and we watched the original Kurt Russell version of “Miracle,” about the 1980s US men’s hockey Olympic team. We have started a sort of hokey but sweet police show set in Ireland called “Hope Street.” (If anyone has TV recommendations, please let us know!)
Mom would have been 101 this past Friday. I can’t believe she’s been gone 11 years.
