OK, OK, you knew that title was going to make an appearance on this blog at some point. If you had “7″ in the pool, you are the winner. While most of this blog will focus on all things Welsh (or British), there will be the occasional post about things off topic. This post is the first of those completely random ramblings.
This past week, IAC and I spent sometime in the good old Midwest visiting my family and attending a wedding. While the wedding was the main reason for the trip, a visit to my parents was the ulterior motive. This was the last time before the move that IAC was going to see them and it is unclear when we next will meet. I will be returning sometime in September and spend about 4 weeks with them before flying over. It should also be said that visit was a nice way to get a car for the weekend to drive to Wisconsin for the wedding, thanks Mom and Dad! I can do no justice to the wedding in this blog except this list: our first Indian wedding, great food, half-naked groom, learned Bhangra dancing from YouTube, IAC in a sari, forgotten tie.
The Bride, IAC, and me
The last few days of my trip were spent at my parents’ house. Nothing like Central Illinois in July without air conditioning! There were only two things requested during our visit: sweet corn and dinner at the Pizza Machine. Unfortunately, with all the flooding the Midwest has had recently, this year’s crop of corn is delayed a few weeks. The first batches of sweet corn started coming in just a few days before our arrival. So we had two meals with corn (grilled and boiled) but the quality wasn’t the highest. We have already identified sweet corn as something that we are going to miss after the move (not that we don’t miss it already). Massachusetts and California corn doesn’t cut it. I mean, no self-respecting individual would actually husk corn in the grocery store like they do in these states. Nobody peels carrots or potatoes before buying them, why do they do that with corn? If you are one of these people, please enlighten me as to why you do this and why you try to reduce the freshness of the corn as quickly as possible!
The Pizza Machine is a relatively new pizzeria in town which is known for its, well, rather large pizzas. Their claim to fame is selling the world’s largest pizza. On a side note, they also have a contest for two people to see if they can finish a 40″ in under an hour. Despite the potential for riches, my Father declined my offer to take up the challenge. Maybe next time?
I bought my first Mac! This afternoon I went to the Stanford bookstore and bought a MacBook. I was supported in crossing over by IAC and our Mac-loving friend D and not supported by the person selling me the laptop. Seriously, I had to help him do his job (read the numbers on the back of the card) and my three attempts to correct his typo entering in our information ended in futility. I also got the wrong Apple Care, does anyone know if it makes a difference?
