Monday, September 26, 2011
Dinner at La Brasserie Friday night, right in our Vancouver 'hood, good Alsatian food in a convivial atmosphere. I had oysters, then bouillabaisse; Paul had his usual paté and then pork; we shared a v. nice bottle of Bordeaux.
Ran the seawall Saturday morning, then spent the rest of the day alternating between marking papers and taking breaks to read the weekend newspapers.
Then Saturday night, we walked over to Daughter #3's apartment, where she and her husband, both professional cooks (although she's left that career behind) had made a wonderful meal.
Then Sunday morning we met little girl Nola and her parents for crepes at our favourite spot. We had our usual #5 with buckwheat; she had a strawberry crêpe which seemed to make her very happy. Followed that up with a little shopping junket up the street at The Gap where Nana got to choose some fun clothes for Nola's wardrobe.
Missed the 3 ferry coming home, so although I left the Vanc'r apartment at 2:15, I wasn't home until 7:30. Still, I got some marking done and then had a chance to read the papers -- AND I was pleased to find they've re-instated Indian Butter Chicken on the BC Ferries menu. Enforced time to myself and someone else is cooking food I like? Could be worse. . . .
Now it's head down, nose to the grindstone, and into Week 4 of the academic term. The weather's surrendered completely to the Fall storms and it's blustery out there, every shade of grey you can think of, sky and sea in gloomy conversation. Are you hunkering down where you are as well?