Before leaving, Wes brought out all the loot that they had carried to us from home. As always, it is kinda like Christmas! I got a few things, and Dee got even more (naturally). Later in the day we got a call from the Hubers, saying that they were heading to the commissary in Naples and offering to buy stuff for us, so we will get some more loot this weekend. Yes!
Dee walked up to Todis in the morning, looking for buns for sloppy joes for the evening dinner. They had none, so she changed plans to make a tuna pasta casserole. When we got to the Institute, the AC in the entryway/office worked fine, no water drops any more, which is great since that is where I do most of my lesson prep. The AC seems to struggle for a while with this heat, until the sun finally passes over to the point where it is not hitting the kitchen window anymore.
We had given Dee's key to the Institute door to the Ganziani, since their keys got stolen. On Tuesday we first had them try to get a copy made, but after three tries it didn't work. These types of keys are expensive (15€) and seem to be difficult to copy, as I found a few months ago. So Friday I headed out to find a different hardware store a few blocks away. They said that they do not copy that kind of key, but sent me to a combo shoe repair and key shop around the corner. He was out of blanks but said he will have some next week. At least I got a little sun and exercise out of the effort. Dee spent the whole time in the kitchen, as is her wont.
Banana bread batter, with nuts and chocolate |
We left the kids still playing there, staying late, as is typical on Friday nights.
Alyssa's cousin from Agrigento, Daniela, who lives and works in Rome, agreed to meet with us Sunday evening for dinner. We are excited to make another family connection.
It was nice to be back at the Institute. It took all day to do the cooking, but I like doing it. I listen to a book or a talk or a podcast while I cook, and also get to talk with the young people. Since I didn't think to bring loaf pans, I made the banana bread as a cake. I used oil instead of butter for Anziano Papritz, and it looked like it was done. The toothpick came out clean, but it was underdone. So, I called it pudding cake and they ate it all up! The tuna was not as popular as chicken, oh well, but it was a whole lot easier. I guess I'll never do that again.
Jhamil came in, so happy to have found a job. It's very heavy manual labor, and he is glad to have it.