Last night we had a wonderful dinner cooked in the beehive-style Mexican oven that Fernando built on Marie's terraza. It is fired with coconut husks and gets fiercely hot. After a couple of hours it is cool enough for cooking. Then things slow roast and simmer to perfection. Big hunks of swordfish bubbled in a sauce made with beer, onions, garlic, tomatoes and a few spices. That along with roasted veggies, foccacia and wine. A little bit of heaven.
The cats have returned from the vet's, sadder but wiser. Next week they go back to have stitches taken out. In addition, somehow we have to catch the other feral kitten who will go, along with Cleo, for "the treatment."
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