I've been trying to convince myself that I like this . . .
. . . but after two weeks of yam ice cream in my freezer (most ice cream does not last that long in there), I have to admit it just doesn't taste good to me. It's like a cold, creamy, purple yam. And I don't like those very much.
In other food news, a friend brought us a durian -- it was our first local durian experience. Durian is an amazing fruit (and also available as an ice cream flavor). Unfortunately this one was overripe and not fit to eat.
You know, outside the realm of food, which is an ongoing adventure which I love every minute of, life is hard to describe in satisfying terms. The house? It's good. The family? We're all okay, but sometimes we get sick. Language learning? It's happening, and it makes us quite tired. The weather? Warm and rainy, of course. And it makes us tired. Here's our backyard under a nice rain shower last week. I don't know if you can tell or not, but what is usually an alley has turned into a waterway in this photo.
And where are Dorie and James and Queena in all this? That's a very good question. Patience. I wasn't going to draw attention to the fact, but I haven't blogged in a long time, and I'm just getting back into the swing of it. Next time we'll have less ice cream and more humans, is that okay?