|Getting it started.|
I am thinking is am feeling this way because the weekend was way too fun.
My birthday was Friday and we put together an outdoor paella feast (of which, I hope you are not tired of hearing about). Amy shared a bunch of photos of the evening on one of her last posts. We spent all day prepping and praying that the paella pan would arrive in time (I had ordered it from Amazon and had it priority shipped.) Wait, no we didn't. I went to the spa! Oh my, I completely forgot about that wonderful time at the spa! I got the Korean body scrub and it was amazing!
So, then, after that I prepped. And patiently awaited the pan's arrival (It finally arrived at 4pm, just in time to get it seasoned). I mostly followed a recipe from Sunset magazine, but kept in mind a few things from the book I had read to prepare for the day, La Paella. In the book, author Jeff Koehler goes over some techniques and tips. These rules, in particular, were referenced throughout the evening.
Paella's Four Golden Rules:
- Do not wash the rice first. (and I used bomba rice, not what Sunset suggested)
- Do not add the rice until everyone is present. (People will wait for rice, but rice waits for no one.)
- Do not stir the rice.
- Do not cover while cooking the rice.
There was one point, when the flames on the charcoal grill were high, and the crowd was wondering if the rice was burning and the timer still said we had a few more minutes to go, when everything really hit a peak of energy. Everyone crowded around the grill and voices raised to a joyful, yet opinionated tone.
"I am throwing on the seafood!" I announced.
"NO. No, the time isn't up yet!" They shouted.
"You have to wait!"
The crowd roared back. But I just did it. I threw on the shrimp and a few others got their hands in to arrange the clams and mussels all pretty around the pan. Lily got her way and, sorta carefully splashed on the remaining broth and we waited again. Timer set, eager to see if I had made the right choice.
Everyone contributed to the beautiful feast. We had amazing appetizers, delicious gazpacho, a refreshing jicama salad, yummy bread, and a dense chocolate torte for dessert. And as always at the Boathouse, the kids put on a performance for us all.
|The "other" paella.|
It was the only baby shower I had been to that had paella, and also the only one that had a keg of beer and a bottle of bourbon. I tried my hand at a new drink, beer with bourbon. I don't suggest it.
|Bubble fun at the shower.|
Two games of soccer and a cookout with some of our best friends concluded the weekend. I was up late yet again and think I am paying the price today. Yes, the dishes still sit in the sink, the compost has not been taken out for days, and all of the laundry that was once folded is strewn over the bedroom. I have a plan for dinner, homemade pasta. Jamie Oliver made it look like a piece of cake, he made the entire thing in 6 minutes. Why can't I?
But at least I blogged. I know my family will be so happy about that.