On Saturday my friend Magda and her boyfriend picked me up to go to a Friendsgiving. Our friends Matthew and Antone have a little house away from the city center. Magda´s boyfriend remarked a couple times that we were driving to the end of the world, but it really wasn´t that bad. The GPS told us we had ´´reached our destination´´ but we weren´t sure which in the row of little houses was our friends´. We weren´t sure, that is, until we saw this beautiful spread through the window.
We had an eclectic and international meal that lasted, literally the eating part, for hours. There were people from France, Poland, the UK, South Africa, the US, and Chile. I loved how people flowed freely from speaking English to Spanish. The food ranged from tabouleh to gazpacho to midwestern potato casserole with cornflakes on top. Antone, from France, made these open-face pies that were as delicious as they were beautiful. The crust was as close to my grandma Shea´s as I´ve had.
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