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On Saturday I made the beigli while I was waiting for Peter and Gina to arrive. I had trouble, as usual, with the poppy seeds. I borrowed mortars and pestles from both Christine and Rheni but neither one did a good enough job. I’ll try again in Montreal, where they have a real poppy seed grinder.
Sunday we spent the morning relaxing, and Banjo and I enjoyed spending a last little bit of time with Celine before her big trip. Later we drove to Victor’s house to celebrate Dad’s 65th birthday. Victor lives in an old red brick schoolhouse out in the middle of nowhere. Photos: Dad & Victor, gambas al ajillo, Peter & Gina, piled on the couch, birthday boy, morning espresso.
Celine left yesterday for Toronto, the first stop on her way to Jakarta. She spent the night in a hotel and then woke up at 5:00am to go the airport. She called me a couple hours later, while she was waiting to board the plane, to say goodbye again. That was nice. Have a great trip, Celine!
