“We’re not in Kansas anymore,” my husband Jeff said as he paid a total of $10 for two first-run English-language movie tickets, a large soda, large popcorn, and bag of M&Ms. The fact is, we are not from Kansas. We met in Denver, a city that I often told people is great for what it is close to.
Legend claims that the nuns used egg whites to stiffen their habits. Frugal and appreciative of God’s bounty, they also invented a way to use the discarded yolks. Pasteis de nata (egg tart) is the result of their devotion, and the object of mine.
Having just arrived in Dublin, Ireland from the States, my husband, Jeff, and I had yet to figure out how to place a call. We asked an airport lounge employee for help, and she agreed with a welcoming Irish smile.