In Spain, like Latin America, emotions are often best expressed through ones stomach. What I mean is that food is often a good indicator of what people feel toward each other. Over here, people don't count calories or points or worry about eating another piece. If they want it, they take it. Because they have learned to eat for pleasure, to truly enjoy life. Unlike the diet trends at home that basically stress eating solely for sustenance, these people have learned to enjoy food and use it as a form of personal and emotional expression. That being said, our bellies and hearts are full after this week (even if the house may seem a tad empty).
Tuesday, Carlos made a special black pasta dinner as a farewell to Monica and Jenny, who left Wednesday. We all stayed up far too late, chatting, and pretending the inevitable wouldn't happen. It was a wonderful night with people who care about each other, just socializing.
Then, it was Trish's turn. Since she's Italian-American, she cooked stuffed shells and bruchetta as a giant thank you to the family that has become her own after living here for 6 months! It was very emotional and super sweet. Sadly, Trish left Friday (today) morning. I know Carlos, Marina, and Anastasia will greatly miss her. Even though Bekah and I only knew her for a week, we're going to miss her as well.
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