Saturday, 10 January 2009


I did two fascinating workshops today, which I will tell you about, and my legs ache, so I'm not going out tonight. And it's freezing out there anyway. I'm going to sit at home and keep warm, and possibly rub myself with menthol-smelling goo.

That means I'm allowed to eat smelly food on what would otherwise be a milonga night.

Hummus - the upside of tired legs.


Anonymous said...

LOL! Garlic, smelly cheese, and pungent unguents only on non-tango nights.

Alas, not for everyone, right Ms. H?

maya said...

Really !!! No way...I do not sacrifice my eating to my tango dancing. Nothing that cannot be sorted with a bit a toothpaste, parsley and/or rose water.