Fried onions

Fourth of July was an easy holiday to be out of the country for. It means warm weather, burgers, and fireworks. Check, Check, Check. Had that.

Thanksgiving...mmm- it's a little bit different, I'd have to say. From having class from 8-4, to running to the Super Maxi (please laugh at the name) across the street during your lunch over to fight over the last green beans in the store with the other 100 gringos doing last minute 'thanksgiving food' shopping. We found out pie filling doesn't exist here and pumpkin pie has some weird name here (i'm not convinced its the same thing yet), and sweet potatoes are either non existent or hard to come by (lets hope miss jen pulls through on that one).I struggled to find the ingredients for green bean casserole....and had to improvise with cream of asparagus and fried potato slivers for the topping (cross your fingers). An old man also asked us where we found our jellied cranberries in-can-form...i kindly pointed him in the right direction.

So after walking 20 minutes home from the bus stop in mansoon rains, my green beans are now almost baked and my outfit has been changed to classy- to accompany the excessive amount of cheap wine we bought for this evening.

Thanksgiving dinner- makeshift style- will go down tonight- and maybe a little salsa y raggeton dancing to follow.

I'm thankful my family is safe and sound in Wisconsin with the snow and the stellar packers; full with thanksgiving turkey (and duck and chicken?! say wha ma?!) and thankful i'm here enjoying the beautiful america latina for one more kick ass month(details to come...)

Happy Holidays.