jetlagged and hungry

Got back from Rome last night. Longest 24 hours of traveling ever. It was weird and sleepy and I was so disoriented the whole time. When I got to JFK from Rome, it was so strange how immediately familiar everything was but I was also really confused at the same time and zapped myself trying to plug in my computer and cut myself on the bathroom door. Then I paid way too much money for a hamburger because I was soooo excited and I tried to pay in Euros. Then when I got my change back in quarters, I thought I had a lot more money that I really did because 3 quarters is not the same as 3 1 euro coins and $1 bills are not the same as 5 euro bills. And when I got to Seattle, it was 50 degrees and gray, welcome home! Now its early in the morning and I am awake so here is the food from the final show.

salumi platter

prosciutto

tomato and basil bruschetta

bean bruschetta with arugula

porchetta!!!!

melon, chocolate dipped lavender cookies, plain lavender cookies

prosciutto wrapped melon

caprese salad on a toothpick

toasted almonds

I know, I'm impressed too. The food at our shows has always been so much better than those round fennel crackers that they have everywhere else. Or even the little sandwiches or mini-pizzas that some places have catered. Maybe that's why Steven Westfall shows up so early. I wish my fridge was full right now. It's nice though because it doesn't smell like rotting food, my kitchen is clean, my floor is not dusty, the bathroom isn't wet and gross, there aren't nesting seagulls crying all day...but it's not the Cenci. But also it's not so weird because it already all feels like a very far away dream where I was floating above my body the whole time. I really don't believe it all happened so fast!