Well. This past week I made ice-cream with my friends Mary Margaret and Kyungae, which was a miserable failure. Evidently, I was not well-versed on the ins and outs of not heating milk too quickly, so our ice-cream, while deliciously sweet and aromatically vanilla-ish, was, in fact, a bit clumpy. We watched Sex and the City, which was not a miserable failure. For all of its ribaldry, that show really does have some clever writing...
Yesterday, I went back to Mary Margaret's to retreive various apparati from the episode, when... to my surprise and amazement (!) party number 6 materialized! An unplanned one! The best kind! Since the domestic goddess intellegensia (comprised of Kyungae, MM and Emily) resides at Miss Mary M's place, and since some of you have been there to witness it for your selves, you can imagine the rapidity in which a scrumptious terrace dinner materialized. Oh love. Summer is all about these times. What better way to pass your life than on a terrace with a glass of white wine and good friends?
