Monday in Switzerland is family dinner night. Family dinner was an institution growing up and something the boys and I always enjoy getting back into when we’re in Greensboro. A few weeks into our internships, I decided we could all use a little stability and touch of home in our expat lives and implemented a weekly dinner with a rotating chef. Although the boys resisted the cooking component initially (though definitely not the home-cooked meals!), they’ve since acquiesced and have been trying to one up each other. Asvin made stir fry, Donovan delighted us with rosti one of the national dishes of Switzerland, and Kevin brought a touch of home with bleu-cheese stuff hamburgers and roasted potatoes.
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| Asvin hard at work |
My classmate Christie who lives across the border in France tried a French dish and topped it off with chocolate fondue. My most recent rotation fell near Kevin’s birthday so I made chicken parmesan with pan-fried chicken like a good southern.
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| Gang enjoying a meal at my place |
Like any good Americans, we celebrated Kevin’s actual birthday the next night at the classiest joint we knew – McDonald’s. We did take some assorted European friends and drink out of real glasses (who knew McDonald’s was so upscale here) so it counts as a cultural experience.
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| Only the best for you Kev |
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