The lights are fading

Everyone is going to bed and I am sitting in the bar/lounge, once again going over the events of tonight. Everything went fine; I came up with a new special using ribs that were going to be fed to the dogs?! We sold out. I have a Moretti next to me, the condensation dribbling down the glass like the sweat down my forehead in the kitchen earlier. I am thinking about what to do now... I have the day off tomorrow, so I could hike again down to the thermal baths, strap on my condom-like swim cap and let the healing begin, or I could just sleep in. The choices are limitless but I just realized my damn knee is swollen up like Hindenburg about to explode and I guess I will just prep tomorrow.

I am overly dramatic; my knee is actually much better and I expect tomorrow it will be almost as good as new. Wednesday we are hosting a "Tex-Mex" dinner/party for the locals and whoever else feels like giving new cuisine a try. Let me begin this actually by saying that my first love is interior Mexican food (disregarding French food of course and now regional Italian) and since I have been over here, I have actually noticed a similarity in culture and cuisine. Anyway, the party is set for Wednesday and I just got twenty avacados as green as my experience overseas before i came to Italy.

I am freaking out. The attitude is so chill and I thought I was a laid back person... I guess when it comes to my profession and things I take seriously, I am kind of a prick. I want to see this go perfectly and picking out Italian ingredients that represent and respect the Mexican ingredients is hard enough but getting twenty bright green avacados is basically a "come on pussy, prove it!" This is not meant toward my hosts in any way, because me in my bright wisdom did not think that fresh, ripe avacados would be difficult to find in a country not really famous for their avacado production and therefor did not request them early enough (Avacados are some of the slowest ripening fruits around, fyi). Beside that, everything is kosher and I am mostly ready for this Wednesday night. I made about sixty flour tortillas by hand (because it is impossible to find masa here) and I have about a million other things going right now, so if it all falls into place we should be successful

Just wanted to give a quick update until something more interesting happens. I will have visitors soon which is good and I will definitely write more about that. Happy 80th birthday B! I hope you are having fun in NOLA... Don't go to Rick's.

Out.