I only realized this year how big of a deal St. Anthony's day is in Lisbon. Taking the metro downtown is like squeezing into a can of sardines and everyone goes out: old people and mothers with 5-month-old babies alike. Luckily, D and I were invited to our friends' house (downtown) for a special St. Anthony dinner. Here was their St. Anthony and lovely decorations...
"Martha, Martha, you are anxious and worried about many things. There is need of only one thing."
Friday, June 14, 2013
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Wedding perfectionism
"You know you'll look like an American flag? I'm sure you won't mind," my sister told me about the outfit I took to a wedding last Saturday. It was my favorite dress I've ever worn. And she was right, I loved wearing the American flag colors.
I just felt a little overwhelmed at the bride having similar taste to mine and pulling off a "elegant" and "country" wedding style... when I'm worried mine will be tacky and uncoordinated. Oh well. Note to self: don't go to other wedding weeks before yours and compare every minor detail and stress out yours won't be wonderful and perfect in every way. I'm REALLY trying to not be a perfectionist here!
Friday, June 07, 2013
El Cartel in Martim Moniz
My sister discovered a really nice place for a sunny day in Lisbon. It's in one of the worst neighborhoods in terms of crime: Martim Moniz. However, they set up a market in the square that has helped bring a different crowd (namely all of Lisbon's hipsters and vintage/bike lovers). We went to a latin american stand called "El Cartel". It was pretty good, just a bit overpriced. Don't order the chili, you'll starve with the tiny portion. The rest is good.
Thursday, June 06, 2013
Austerity on CatholicStand
AUSTERITY IS GOOD FOR YOU
Don’t be fooled by the cultural tendency to lead a sedentary, Starbucks-filled life (as much as I love Starbucks), striving towards beach vacations and massages. That’s not what you were made for. To live a happy and holy life, discipline and sacrifice must be cornerstones in your life. Fast to be able to savor the feast better; don’t get drunk on the old wine so you can taste the new wine (Cf. John 2).
Tuesday, June 04, 2013
Makeshift table
Our fourth meal in our new house was the first eaten on a table... The table was my fiancée's creative engineering: a clothes rack with a cardboard box on it. The food was frozen pizza and my friend Sofia's wonderful salad recipe: tomato, avocado, red onion and basil. It was more romantic than any restaurant.
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