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I went for a long walk Thursday and listened to Robert Palmer on my Airpods. I haven’t listened to him in ages. Sara and John have a routine with their boys when they go out in the evening of choosing a song they can all sing together while on their way. Thursday, they chose “Addicted to Love” by Robert Palmer. Steve of Shadows & Light shared some AI art yesterday produced by Microsoft Image Creator. His friend had led him down that path by sharing his own AI image of Robert Palmer on a unicorn (click here). What do you suppose it all means?
We went to Mesón Salvador for dinner on Robert Palmer Night (otherwise known as Holy Thursday). Everyone found something on the menu they absolutely loved. But San Geraldo and I wanted to introduce them to something they had never tasted. Boquerones al Limon — anchovies and lemon. Josh thought he’d hate them but he loved them — and had seven, he repeatedly told us. John and Jack are not very adventurous when it comes to food. When the plate was passed in front of Jack, he actually reared back in terror. John managed to eat an entire half of one (yes, all half of it). He said it wasn’t bad.
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Fui a dar un largo paseo el jueves y escuché a Robert Palmer en mis auriculares. No lo he escuchado en años. Sara y John tienen una rutina con sus hijos cuando salen por la noche de elegir una canción que puedan cantar todos juntos durante el camino. El jueves, eligieron Addicted to Love de Robert Palmer. Steve de Shadows & Light compartió ayer algo de arte de IA producido por Microsoft Image Creator. Su amigo lo había guiado por ese camino al compartir su propia imagen de IA de Robert Palmer en un unicornio (haz clic aquí). ¿Qué crees que significa todo esto?
Fuimos a cenar al Mesón Salvador en la Noche de Robert Palmer (también conocida como Jueves Santo). Todos encontraron algo en el menú que les encantó. Pero San Geraldo y yo queríamos presentarles algo que nunca habían probado. Boquerones al limón. Josh pensó que los odiaría, pero los amaba — y tenía siete, nos dijo repetidamente. John y Jack no son muy aventureros cuando se trata de comida. Cuando el plato pasó frente a Jack, en realidad retrocedió aterrorizado. John se las arregló para comerse la mitad entera de uno (sí, toda la mitad). Dijo que no estaba mal.
• En el desayuno del viernes. ¿Alguna vez has tratado de obtener una foto decente de un bromista de 9 años?
• Los niños de 12 años son mucho más cooperativos.
• John y su hijo Jack tienen habilidades locas.
• ¿Recuerdas mi postre de la otra noche? La deliciosa caca no es chocolate. Es miel, canela y aceite de oliva.
By the looks of those smiles …………tells all.
Jim:
It was a smile-filled, love-filled week… and busy. I slept almost all day Monday.
Whenever I need to mellow out, I listen to Plant’s Big Log. Still plays on my old iPod…20+ years old.
Mary:
He was a man of so many styles. I love his music. I still have my old iPod, too, purchased in 2003! I suppose it needs charging.
Great selfie of everyone! I would have had the same reaction to the anchovies. And that AI art is crazy, man, crazy!
Debra:
That’s how I felt about anchovies in the States. Here, the are a lot I like.
I can’t blame him I think I would have reared back too. I’m not a fan of anchovies except when made and Caesar dressing. And the 9-year-old? He looks like he’s riotest and a handful! I’m guessing he’s a good prankster?
Mistress Borghese:
I never met an anchovie I didn’t hate until we move to Spain. Poor Jack. Josh is the boy of a million expressions.
Fun times are good times!
Moose and Dudo are 12!!?
Ohhhh, heavens, that delicious poo squiggle that isn’t chocolate, looked like skinny little snakes or something like that, at first. Whew.
Judy C:
I jumped the gun with Moose and Dudo. They’ll be 12 July 1st.
The photos of the to boys are wonderful. The face at the plate of yummies is a keeper.
David:
Jack’s reflexive reaction was priceless. So glad I had my camera going.
What a handsome group of people! Anchovies? Gross! I must be losing my inner twelve-year-old boy. I saw that dessert and thought rose! Poop never even crossed my mind.
Deedles:
I didn’t think poop until I was placing the photo on my blog the first time. Now I can’t unsee it. But it’s delicious.
My friend’s AI art actually depicted Robert Plant, not Robert Palmer. But close enough, at least nominally. 🙂
Why are kids so funny about food? I think I was a pretty adventurous eater when I was young, but I may be giving myself more credit than I deserve. That’s a funny picture of Jack reacting to the anchovies.
Steve:
Oh, crud. I should have looked again. We just won’t tell anyone it wasn’t Robert Palmer.
I was a terrible eater when I was a kid. As Fats Waller said, “Anchovies? I never heard of such a thing!”
Fun photos all around, but I especially like the first… made all the better with the reflection in the mirror!
I’m glad your title actually referred to the song since that’s immediately what started going through my head when I read it.
Kelly:
I was so happy to have caught Jack at that moment (and John and myself, too).
I’d probably make the same face as Jack if passed a plate of anchovies! I’ll take your word for it that they’re good!
Jennifer:
These anchovies are nothing like what I smelled (and would not eat) in the States.
I love Boquerones al Limon! They’re so very different to the brined variety that one finds on pizza or the like (although I do love those too). We started our last holiday with a massive plate of them even before we’d got to the apartment to book in – such a yummy lunch dish.
Lovely family photos (including the cats in that, of course). Jx
Jon:
I couldn’t (can’t) even be in the same room with those oily anchovies we got in the States. These are so good.
So, there’s two sides to the anchovy question! Fresh anchovies and sardines are among the many things I enjoy about travel to Europe. One way to get a photo of a middle-school jokester is to take a burst and hope there’s a good one in the batch.
Chrssoup:
I have about a half dozen bursts. Josh is tricky!
The look on Jack’s face is priceless. I’d probably have the same look. Your beard looks longer than before.
mcpersonalspace54:
The first time I was served anchovies in Spain, I had to hide that look. I’m growing the beard to be able to trim it into a more sculptural form. We’ll see that happens.
Good luck with the beard growing. I try and do the same thing, but then get frustrated with it and then cut it short again!
mcpersonalspace54:
I usually do the same. This time around, I’m getting somewhere. I went to a professional barber, too, which helps.
I would have the same look on my face and would not eat even half of one. Not even a bite.
Love,
Janie
janiejunebug:
That’s the way I was before we moved to Spain.
I love anchovies! I can safely say the majority of my favorite foods were anathema when I was young.
Urspo:
I was the same as you when I was young. But anchovies are not something I could tolerate before coming here. They’re nothing like what I saw (SMELLED) in the States.
A few anchovies on a pizza is about all I can take. Certainly not a whole plateful.
KIrk:
For me, an American pizza with anchovies would go directly in the trash (in a tightly sealed bag). But I can eat a plateful of these.
Not sure what’s more enticing…the dessert or your smile.
Sassybear:
The dessert. My father used to say the smile was just gas.