I am not complaining, mind you, but there is a strategy to the whole thing. You don't want to say "yes" too soon, because what if something better comes along and you're already committed to something else? I know - such problems to have. Fortunately, my decision this year was pretty easy: I was invited to events pertinent to three countries I have recently visited, and loved: Poland, Mexico, and Austria. Done, done, and done.
The first event, as you can see above, was called "The Taste of European Tradition." Sponsored by "the Union of Producers and Employers of Meat Industry (UPEMI)" the event began with a press conference to discuss the ins and outs of Polish trade with the U.S., particularly as it applies to agriculture and food. The conference was attended by dignitaries including the Ambassador of the Republic of Poland and the Minister of Agriculture.
|The fabulous ladies of Polish government and industry!|
|Pork neck stew, left; herby potatoes, right|
|Tenderloin in a velvety mushroom gravy (I love the sauces in Polish meat dishes), left; Vegetables, right. Yes, vegetables!|
|Carving the main attraction|
|The chef is Spanish, and his sauce had a very interesting Mediterranean flair|
|New best friends?|
|Steamed chayote with hibiscus vinaigrette and peanuts|
|Fruit salad with queso fresco|
|Pibil taco, left; Mole, right|
|Is there a better party favor than Mexican chocolate? No, I didn't think so.|
Somehow my inexplicably still hungry husband managed to snag a nibble that I didn't even see (right), but luckily nothing can keep me from a lovely crisp glass of Gruner Veltliner, which was thankfully available in abundance (left):
|Austrians really know how to enjoy themselves!|
The Austrian ambassador was in attendance, and it's a shame that we were so tired after such a long couple of days that for some reason we didn't end up seeking him out to chat. As it turns out, Mother-in-Law Trix knows him, thanks to her many years of service as a diplomat in the Austrian consulate in NYC.
|Hello, Ambassador! (left); A schnitzel snack, right|
(Note: Poppa Trix just reminded me to mention that all of this craziness is what we did to celebrate our anniversary. Four years married, 14 together. It occurs to me that we might be a bit odd? Oh well. We loved it!)