Okay...does it get any better than this??
Oh, wait...it does!
Breakfast on the balcony...
But wait...it gets EVEN better...
That's me enjoying my delicious coffee...and darn it...I had to use whipping cream for my creamer this morning. I couldn't find "half & half" - and the skim milk wasn't cutting it. If anyone knows what they call half & half here, please let me know.
For now, I'll just have to bear the burden of using full fat whipping cream. (Not much of a burden as my tastes lean toward the full fat, decadent end of the spectrum.)
Hubs and I went to one of the local grocery stores last night, called - Geant (gee -ont) - and I picked up these fabulously yummy little pastries.
These are those yummy pastries on the balcony...I sat out there for a couple of hours this morning - enjoying the life and feeling immensely grateful.
This is my ideal...no pressure, a balcony, a great cup of coffee, something tasty...where I can just relax and soak it all in. Aahhhhh.
The pastries taste like a brioche or very light egg bread. They are truly as light as air...they're like cream puffs without the cream...and not too sweet. (American pastries have a tendency to be altogether too sugary - bleh.) These come plain and with powdered sugar. (I got some of both.) I'd originally gotten some for myself then happened to think that hubs might want some...and frankly, I love him, but I didn't want to share mine. (Ever seen the movie "Nemo"? - Remember the scene with the seagulls? "Mine. Mine. Mine...)
(I can get real growly and protective about my food.) Lucky for me that hubs isn't that way as I'm always snarfing off of his plate and whatever he has...case in point, he bought 2 german pretzels last night even though I didn't want one because he wanted his all to himself...and he was right, when we got to the car, I wanted a little "taste"...didn't take any more than that because they were dry.
That said...I do share (reasonably) well.
Back to Grocery Stores....(and this doesn't have anything to do with prost*tutes)
If you're ever in Bahrain, you should know that in departments like bakery or produce where you serve yourself, it's not like in the states where you bag it and then it's weighed at the register.
They have a person in each of these departments. Their responsibility is to weigh your item and price it. (I even saw them seal the bags so that they couldn't be reopened...although the gal weighing my shallots didn't do that with mine. Makes sense to seal it so that customers can't go back and add more to the bag after it's already been weighed and tagged.)
I found it interesting that it's done this way even on base. You select your items and then they are weighed and priced before you leave that department.
And, if you fail to get them weighed and take the items to the register - as I did last night with the bakery goods - you have to return to that department to take care of it. They can't look it up for you at the register. (I didn't get these weighed because I didn't see the guy.) The gal in the produce section was right in the middle.
We got most of the items for our usual Christmas Eve dinner - and some necessary kitchen tools - at Geant, but we hd to go to Al Jazira to get the pork. (Geant only serves halal meat.)
Al Jazira has a "no muslims allowed" pork section for the rest of us heathens who thoroughly enjoy our pig.
(I can't imagine life without my North Carolina pulled pork bbq...mmm. And, can you imagine beans without ham hocks? God forbid! - that' what's wrong with the "nips and tatties" in Scotland, by the way...no ham hocks!)
And, it really is a "no muslims allowed" area...not that they'd want to go there anyway, I suppose.
We got some gorgeous boneless pork loin and picked up some ready made tortellini filled with Parma Ham and Parmesan. Quite good.
That's all for now...I am off to get my hair done...that's another story. My sister-in-love and I got into the hair dye - it didn't turn out as well this time. Maybe it was the LACK of alcohol involved. We had some hard cider when we did it the first time.)
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