it's comming!
Beka's iPhone had a corrupted file in the photo roll. It took a little bit of time to realize the problem and fix, so here's what you would have seen pictures of:
Instead you get pictures of Pushkin playing in the box from Doug's new beer brewing kit and him trying to fit on Beka's lap and be comfortable.
Beka remembers her Mom making Pysanky eggs growing up so she ordered a kit online. It is basically dying eggs using wax as a resister to the successive dyes so that you can create multi-colored patterns.
Doug learned how to use the kystka...
And then finished eggs...
and an octopus and fish.
Beka made stars on one, and swirls on another.
She tried for a sparrow on her third egg.
Doug made a science egg... E=mc², an atom,
and DNA.
Then Doug made one with dots...
And then we put all our eggs in one basket...
assorted kinder chocolates... (including our favorite -- kinder eggs)
the most delicious coffee, wafer, and chocolate creation ever...
and a fantastic movie from netflix.
Beka donned an orange dress and Doug a green shirt. We put some white flowers in a guiness pint and decorated with flags.
Beka played with food coloring to make a vegan shortbread flag.
As a few friends arrived, Doug started making Irish car bombs.
Bottoms up!
Beka made a corned beef brisket (which we got for 99 cents/lb).
And there was of course potatoes, cabbage (that was 9 cents/lb), and carrots.
Jesse made an amazing vegan corned beef. Who knew fake corned beef could be so good?
Doug kept playing bartender...
Given that it was also the start of Holy Week, we opted for the pints with the saints of new york and desperate situations.
plunk!
Beka spent part of the evening at an open house for teachers at the Met.
After sitting on the floor in front of Jackson Pollock's Autumn Rhythm and seeing some of the education programs that are (or aren't) available, she has decided it would be really fun to work in the education wing of the Met...
As usual, Eva was just happy that Beka brought home a paper bag that she could play with.
We went to our favorite place for dessert on the Upper West Side for dinner...
Fresh bread and butter...
Beka had a Californian Burger.
Doug, the chili burger.
While cats and olives mean something else to Beka's Mom, to Pushkin, they mean fun without the martini.
That's right, a drop of olive juice on the floor and he is rolling around and cleaning his face like he is high off cat nip.
We looked nice and had some dinner.
The theatre was in Union Square. Without fail, if we go to an event in Union Square, it will rain. (Rufus Wainright, Anne Lamott, Karaoke with Missy and Heather... all rained on)
Beka made chicken stuffed with spinach, mushrooms, and feta and mashed potatoes for dinner. 