And I'm Proud to be an American??

Last night we went over to the guy's apartment for dinner. Kevin had made us pasta and salmon with bread. It was delicious. After we finished dinner, Renee made bruschetta, and it was also delicious... though I've never had bruschetta like her's. Typically it's just tomatoes and olive oil and whatever, but she made it with onions and tomatoes and artichokes and all kinds of things. But it was really good.



We didn't end up at the jazz club with Beatles night. We went to this swanky jazz club called Rex and we were just sitting around. Then one of the guys said something apparently HILARIOUS to one of my roommates and she stood up and leaned over the table to laugh. She ended up breaking one of our glasses. As we decided it was an ideal time to leave, another girl knocked over her metal chair to the floor. I haven't felt quite so American in a long long time.

Or at least, how Americans are perceived to be. Because it would be easy to decide that we were drunk and making an uproar.

Then we went to a bar where a lot of the kids from the program, and Americans in general, hang out. It was alright but I got bored after a few hours.



Tonight I am going to make a bruschetta burger for dinner! I'm going to make my own pesto and rub it into my burger meat and cover it with bruschetta and cheese and cook it on the stove. It will be delicious. On a side note... we've discovered our oven is broken. I don't know how much cooking I'll get done with it broken. I'm used to oven cooking, not stove cooking. The other girls thought that was weird.



I will really really try and post pictures tomorrow. I'll definitely bring my laptop to CAPA (if the weather permits.)



I'm almost done with Northanger Abbey. After she stops thinking all these Gothic thoughts at the Abbey, it gets really engrossing. But I have a lot of homework reading tonight, so I am going to have to force myself to put that aside.



A note on my closest grocery store... It is called the Coop, and I think it was designed by Brits. I wonder if Publix was any influence on it. They were the exact same color green vests with striped shirts (they're actually dresses) underneath. It just reminds me of the best grocery store in the world sometimes - but it isn't. Shopping there is really stressful, because there are like 10 million people also shopping there and they are in a hurry. I prefer the Standa, which is quieter and nicer I think. It also has a things like chicken fingers! But it is more expensive.



Now I'm Coop bound.