Katrina turned 29 today!
The morning started with some hot-off-the-griddle Robie's Pancakes which, if you don't already know, are the finest pancakes that flour, eggs, and milk have ever had the honor of producing. I knew we had just enough ingredients to whip up a batch and I used a trick Katrina taught me to improvise on the buttermilk (add freshly-squeezed lemon juice to whole milk). The results were divine. We sat together in the early morning sun, sipped our french-press coffee and enjoyed hot, crispy pancakes slathered in real Kisoroan honey.
The morning started with some hot-off-the-griddle Robie's Pancakes which, if you don't already know, are the finest pancakes that flour, eggs, and milk have ever had the honor of producing. I knew we had just enough ingredients to whip up a batch and I used a trick Katrina taught me to improvise on the buttermilk (add freshly-squeezed lemon juice to whole milk). The results were divine. We sat together in the early morning sun, sipped our french-press coffee and enjoyed hot, crispy pancakes slathered in real Kisoroan honey.
To further celebrate, she and Andrea and I all went to Lake Mutanda to bask on a certain porch that we've come to love. The Lake Mutanda Resort boasts an amazing view of the lake, its islands, and the misty rolling hillsides. We arrived in time for lunch and then read, listened to music, chatted and ducked in, and out of the two or three sun showers that blew through. Nothing could diminish the spirits of pure relaxation and celebration that we brought with us.
On the way there, we had an interesting run in with the Ugandan Public Works sector. Not once, not twice, but thrice did we come across enormous ditches being dug straight across the road. Straight across, I should mention, the only road to our destination. Each time we came to one of these ditches, our driver and friend Robert (Uganda's friendliest, most knowledge, bird-loving guide) exited the car and conversed with the two to three workmen to reach a compromise between our desire to reach the lake and their obvious desire to remove large pieces of the road.
Some money changed hands, some rocks and large amounts of dirt were shoved back into the ditches and in all three cases we bumpily made it over. At one impasse we even ran into the "engineer" of the project who was zipping back to town on the back of a motorcycle. He laughed off Robert's line of questioning, claiming he had never expected cars to actually use the road during his project. Leave it to an engineer to think of all the contingencies.
But our time at the lake was divine. Blessed open time with no commitments. We were joined for dinner by Nori and another resident Sofia who had ridden over on a motorcycle. We were all happy to have this little slice of quiet paradise amidst an already beautiful landscape. It was a gorgeous place to celebrate the anniversary of the birth of a gorgeous lady!
Sounds (and looks) like a perfect way to celebrate a birthday. Good food, good vistas, good adventures, good friends and time to relax!
ReplyDeleteYaay! Happy birthday, Katrina!
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