just cooked 2 boxes of Velvetta (thanks joes mom) on a gas stove, for a semi small village of "shells & cheese virgins". Our "dinner party" was initially meant for 4, (according to the boxes appropriate serving size) but i guess word got out, and at 7p.m., I found that I was cooking for 10 curious onlookers. Dishing out tiny spoonful servings, the experience felt like, "3rd world wine tasting". Lucia, is a 75 yr old woman who lent me her kitchen, exclaimed that she much preferred Velvetta cheese to her former convent's white cheese; which she grew accustomed to as an orphan growing up. Lucia's lovely mouth holds two bettle-nut stained teeth, which she bashfully tries to hide from Joe and I. MY FAVORITE memory OF THE NIGHT WAS WATCHING the moments when the unadulterated joy which was obviously drawn from Lucia's family, defeated this "useless shyness", and her genuine smile was briefly revealed. Her eldest daughter hung on Lucia's every word in a touching way that made me want to weep, as she discussed how kind the Canadian and Australian nuns treated her. Such a great night.....loving it .....(sorry for the cheeeeeeeeeeeeesy post).
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