Happy Father’s Day to all dads out there.
We had a bit of a low-key Sunday, punctuated by regular coffee. Martin went off to preach this morning. The kids flapped around in their pyjamas and made Lego models. I put a roast dinner in the oven and created a dessert. This is a “torta de alfajor”, I can’t imagine how I would begin to translate that. Torta is cake. Alfajores are round sandwich biscuit type affairs, but they aren’t really like anything I have ever eaten in Europe. And a torta de alfajor would therefore be a cake which is a bit like a sandwich biscuit but not really. I guess. Whatever. It was a bit of an experiment from a passed-on-verbally recipe, which worked just fine and everyone had two helpings.
Now we’re about to heat some more coffee, and then go to church, where I am scheduled to be producing some Fathers Day craft with the Sunday school children.