The dinner hablas Espanol!

Last night, the greatest cooker ever in Siodemka prepared a Spanish dinner...
Even though the quality of the food was very high, only few people were dining with paella and chicken with bechamel...

(picture of the food not currently available... i don't know where's the cable of my camera...)

Lizard King came next... to digest with a whiskey, a couple of beers and an allegedly Reggae concert... but unless "sweet home alabama" was originally sung by Bob Marley, the concert was not reggae..

On the way back home it was very very cold (-3 degrees). Luckily when we arrived our saviour from Greece welcomed us with music and the finest whiskey available in Siodemka.. so we could warm ourselves up and eventually go to sleep at 5 am (or 6am.. i always get confused when there's the daylight time saving)...

today is the day of the Sicilian dinner ;)
I'm already cooking!

ps. it seems our Jeremy won't eat with us.. no, he's not scared of being poisoned... he's got a meeting with Monica. ;)