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...is obviously to believe in the one you'd prefer to be correct. BBC's forecast is still adamant about the weather being only partly sunny here in Skopje -- which is admittedly a step up from yesterday's prediction, which said grey cloud and drizzle -- but wetter.de and the Austrian newspaper Der Standard promised a cloudless sky and sunshine, and I believed them, and lo, it hath come true.
I'll have to bundle up well for tennis at 9, because the temperature can't be far above zero, but it's going to be legen -- wait for it -- dary!
Caught up on sleep, i.e. got almost 8 hours. Drinking rakia as early as 3 p.m. might have helped, but when here's suckling pig and other high-fat Macedonian delicacies, rakia is practically a medical necessity. It was a good Oktoberfest -- balcony doors open, people partly sitting inside, chatting and eating, partly outside soaking up the sun, lots of mind-bogglingly delicious food. Also, I might have discovered a new diet for the strong-stomached: eat nothing till 2.30 p.m., then have two helpings of suckling pig with various side dishes, and I guarantee that you won't be able to eat anything for the rest of the day. Unhealthy? Yes. A damn sight more pleasant than many other diets? YES!!
They don't prepare the piglet on a spit here, BTW. They open it up, flatten it out and put it in the pizza oven for no longer than 20 minutes. Result: totally crispy skin, meat so tender it melts on your tongue. Mmmmmh! If only they didn't leave the head on... I mean I'd believe it was the genuine article even without the head. So I put a blindfold on it amongst general laughter, because having my food look at me totally creeps me out. (Morally questionable, I know, I know)
Since neither Janine nor I were able to eat anything after that feast, I didn't have to cook last night, and we just stayed in and talked. Let's see what we're going to do today -- she's still rather tired on account of her recent pneumonia, so there might be laziness. And of course dinner at Vodenica, or I suppose I should call it a pancake pilgrimage rather than dinner.
I'll have to bundle up well for tennis at 9, because the temperature can't be far above zero, but it's going to be legen -- wait for it -- dary!
Caught up on sleep, i.e. got almost 8 hours. Drinking rakia as early as 3 p.m. might have helped, but when here's suckling pig and other high-fat Macedonian delicacies, rakia is practically a medical necessity. It was a good Oktoberfest -- balcony doors open, people partly sitting inside, chatting and eating, partly outside soaking up the sun, lots of mind-bogglingly delicious food. Also, I might have discovered a new diet for the strong-stomached: eat nothing till 2.30 p.m., then have two helpings of suckling pig with various side dishes, and I guarantee that you won't be able to eat anything for the rest of the day. Unhealthy? Yes. A damn sight more pleasant than many other diets? YES!!
They don't prepare the piglet on a spit here, BTW. They open it up, flatten it out and put it in the pizza oven for no longer than 20 minutes. Result: totally crispy skin, meat so tender it melts on your tongue. Mmmmmh! If only they didn't leave the head on... I mean I'd believe it was the genuine article even without the head. So I put a blindfold on it amongst general laughter, because having my food look at me totally creeps me out. (Morally questionable, I know, I know)
Since neither Janine nor I were able to eat anything after that feast, I didn't have to cook last night, and we just stayed in and talked. Let's see what we're going to do today -- she's still rather tired on account of her recent pneumonia, so there might be laziness. And of course dinner at Vodenica, or I suppose I should call it a pancake pilgrimage rather than dinner.
