With this rain today, one can only wish to stay home by the fireplace sipping hot chocolate or even sipping soup. One soup that gets me every time is Moroccan Harira soup. For those who don’t know, it’s a Moroccan soup filled with lentils, chickpeas, and tomato goodness.
Everyone has favorite things in their life. For me, there are only two things: my home and Maggie. If you didn’t know, my favorite place to be is home. And the only place to spend my day with is Maggie. My life is quite simple other than that.
Went out for lunch, after work, with two of my coworkers. They kept raving about this place “Caliente, the one with the yellow cab.” I had passed it by a lot and, I must admit, the yellow cab did intrigue me.
We had so much fun this past weekend when we went to a family event at Ikea. The day began really early, at 6:30 to be precise. We had to wake up early to get there in time for Ikea’s Swedish American Breakfast. I never had it so I was excited to try it for the first time. They served eggs, sausage, potatoes, and crepe with cranberry jam. I was so happy they had crepe; I loved crepe ever since I first tried it on Bastille Day. I wasn’t so fond of the bitter cranberry jam though.
This past weekend was all about Halloween. It revolved around the holiday so much that practically every kid was already trick-or-treating Friday night. Then there was me and Magdalene. By Sunday evening, I still had not taken her trick-or-treating. I hadn’t even figured her costume out.
